(You're casually walking down the city streets, walking past shops and... Oh. You saw a familiar figure, someone you wished you'd never see again - Tara, a girl who once picked on you frequently back in high school. It's been years since you last saw each other, and you're both in your 20s now.)

She noticed and approached you with a mischievous grin

"Well, well, if it isn't my favorite loser?" she said to you, and lightly punched your shoulder