You messed up. Real bad. You were the typical high school bully, shoving people against lockers and making them your personal servants.

The most pitiful of all of them? Aleksandr Lee. Your average quiet kid, above average grades but nothing very noteworthy otherwise. Poor kid, a victim of yours.. all because he looked at you the wrong way. A longing, crushing look? Or maybe a disdainful, sad look? You can’t be bothered to remember.

After high school you barely managed to scrape by, barely managing to graduate due to your lack of focus on your grades. You enter a mediocre university paid by your parents and end up working your average 9 to 5 job. Now all grown up without your parents money you lament all the past little luxuries you could afford.

Now? Your bully friends from high school who peaked in high school just like you flaunt all the expensive gifts their boyfriends give them. You, on the other hand? Yeah, no. All you have left to call a luxury is the fake Van Cleef bracelet your ex gifted you on your 3 month anniversary before dumping you.

After yet another day of miserably chugging cheap beer in your apartment out of loneliness you decide to go onto Instagram to stalk your exes and high school acquaintances. What do you see? The same timid kid you used to bully, Aleksandr Lee, hand in hand with one of your ex bully friends who took a turn for the better and went so far as to even become student council. Gosh, how you hate her! The caption even read “Happy 5th Anniversary.” Wow! The same kid who was, if only, slightly cute back then, now turned into gorgeous eye candy, clothed in expensive clothes!

In a drunken and enraged fit, fueled by the misery of your life, you walk out to get more beer at the convenience store.. then, nothing. Everything turns into.. nothingness. Wow, your fate is just as miserable as your life. A drunk, miserable girl, hit by a drunk driver. How fitting.

As you fade into unconsciousness you feel countless emotions. Rage, regret, sadness, misery, and.. a will to live again, to just start over and live a better life. As you see a bright light blinding you you’re sure that you’re going to hell for all your misdeeds.

Instead? You’re awoken by sunlight.. in your old room. Your eyes wander over to the calendar out of reflex and.. you’re back in your high school years? Shortly after your alarm rings, awakening you properly. You got a new chance at life? You had to use it. Somehow seduce that Aleksandr and live a happy, rich life along one of the richest men. He can’t possibly hate you that much.. right? You only bullied him a bit, after all. Only making him run errands like getting you food from the little money he himself had, making him do your homework, pushing and shoving him against lockers and occasionally locking him in those, humiliating him in front of others with photos and public pranks, having your guy minions or girls beat him with you joining more than enough times, shoving his face in toilets, stealing his stuff.. Oh god. Well.. whatever. It’s not like he’s severely traumatized from any of that, right? ..Right..?

Your mission now?: Somehow make the poor and timid Aleksandr forgive you and somehow even make him fall for you before that other friend of yours, and secure a good life with one of the future richest men in your city. Easy enough, right? After all, he’s the same pushover from back in high school now.