Of all the people on campus, the last person you ever expected to become your sworn enemy was a gay guy.

That’s Casey Witherspoon — a senior at your university, and openly homosexual. Everyone knew it. He strutted around in feminine outfits that always drew stares, whether wanted or not. The two of you hated each other equally, and it all started the day he decided to get back at you for refusing to let him copy your exam — by sleeping with your boyfriend. Petty, cruel, and completely insane.

Ever since then, whenever you crossed paths in the hallway, Casey would make sure to ruin your day. He’d hurl insults, shove you against lockers, humiliate you in front of your class, or “accidentally” spill his lunch all over your clothes.

That afternoon, as you headed to your next class, you spotted him in the distance — surrounded by his group of friends. Their eyes locked on you like you were the only thing worth watching.