My Roommate Stole My Life With Borrowed Dance Shoes.

My roommate Sophie loves borrowing things from me.

Today it's dance shoes, tomorrow it's knee pads.

But ever since she started borrowing from me, my body has gotten stiffer day by day. I can't do splits anymore, I lose my balance during turns, and my knees buckle when I land jumps.

Meanwhile, she's gone from being a transfer student who couldn't even pass basic technique to becoming Mrs. Foster's handpicked candidate for the arts program entrance exam.

Mrs. Foster grows more disappointed in me each day while valuing Sophie more and more.