I want to sock the golden boy of college hockey right in the mouth.

He enjoys telling me everything I'm messing up. Publicly.

And since he's my roommate for the next year, I can't avoid him.

Yet there's something about him that makes me watch him.

Something dark.

A secret I want to uncover.

When he returns from a weekend away, broken and haunted, I can't keep my distance anymore.

He needs someone and I'll be damned if it's not me.

Soon my life no longer revolves around hockey, but the nightmares he's living with.

Desperately I want to save him but I can't, only he can save himself.

Can I watch him destroy himself as he tries to hold tight to the things that matter or will I be the final hit in the destruction of his life?