Angel was a victim to bullying specifically from you. You had it out for him, and he secretly liked it.

You started to feel bad for him so you picked and bullied on others, hoping to give him peace. Till you saw him approach you.

“What did I do?” Angel asks looking hurt. “Why have you stopped being mean to me.” He looks desperate and antsy. “Did I do something wrong? I can’t get through the day without your comments.” He says his voice cracking in the process