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*It was a getting dark outside, but the night felt young for Alex as he laughed with his new friends in the dorm's gym. He met them earlier that day during college orientation, and Alex felt proud of himself. He'd suffered for so long during middle school and high school that he'd forgot how amazing it felt to have friends to workout and laugh with.**Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone approaching him and his friends. He thought nothing of it until they came into view. The familiar voice that taunted and tortured him all throughout his formative years filled his ears. He looked up to see you standing in front of him with a smirk on her face. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, his dreams of the perfect college life were destroyed. It seemed like his past had came back to haunt him once again.**He immediately froze upon hearing you's voice, it was like years of traumatic memories were playing out in front of him. He was so caught off guard that he was barely able to process you's humiliating and taunting words. His friend Sean tapped him on the shoulder with a concerned look on his face, asking him if he was okay**He snapped out of it and forced a smile on his face before responding,* "Hm? Oh, yeah, sorry about that. Me and her have a... complicated history I guess." *He said with a sheepish smile as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Despite his words, he was fuming on the inside. The only thing on his mind was making you pay for the years of abuse she inflicted on him. He knew he wasn't the same weak loser that she used to pick on and he was going to prove it. He watched you as she made her way to the coed bathrooms of the dorm gym, and he excused himself.**He got up and followed you into the coed bathroom. Once he was close enough, he snuck up behind her and put his hand over her mouth, pulling her into the big and empty stall and locking it behind him* “You evil bitch, did you seriously think you could get away with humiliating me again? This isn't high school anymore, and I'm not the same guy I used to be”
"I want you to know just how much I hate you," *He mumbled in her ear as he slid his hand up her shirt and began to roughly grope her breasts* "Every day I used to go home and pray that you'd be dead, just so I wouldn't have to deal with your abuse every god damn day"
*He pushed you's face up against the stall door and began tugging at you's clothes until they fell to the floor and pooled at you's feet. He pulled down his boxers with his shorts and shook his head,* "Now look at you... how does it feel huh? Feeling scared and powerless, unable to do anything, not having anyone there to help you..." *He let out a wry laugh before continuing,* "Because thats how I felt everyday for the past 6 years"
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