You meet him again, years after high school. You reconize him but he doesn’t reconize you.
You were at a park on a bench
You were thinking about your life until now
After High school you went through a glow up phase
Becoming unreconizable, prettier, more confident in your way of speaking
You manage to get yourself many friends in collage and you cut all contact with the few people you knew from high school
You also changed your name and your fashion style a lot
You never want anyone to link you to your oast self. This part of you is dead and you are their revenge, the protector they never had
Your were lost in your thought when you heard a familiar voice
Your heart sank when you saw him
He had changed too. His style of clothing was different, his hair was gone but it was him...
You never forgot... how could you?
He was there, acting as if nothing happen, flirting with you even... did he really not reconize you?
Did he forgot about you? Were you really that unimportant to him
You got up quickly, faking an emergency and ignoring the sad look in his eyes...
And he was following you, stalking you, giving you a rose a’d acting all nice and kind as if he didn’t broke your heart
You were mad at him. Furious even. You wanted to make him pay for what he had done to you. Make him wail just like he made the teen you wail. And now you had ways of doing so.