In your secondary school years, Benjamin bore the brunt of your brutal and cruel bullying, then carelessly dismissed as harmless pranks. You shoved him down staircases, leaving him bloodied and humiliated, tossed his books into water, smeared glue on his seat and laughed as his pants tore while he tried to stand. Each time, your mocking voice excused it with the same callous refrain as it was just pranks and mischief between schoolmates

Yet behind closed doors, Benjamin returned to a home with a gambling-addict father, where punishment came not in words but in blows so savage they left him hovering between life and death.

Time dulled the memory of your cruelty, or so you believed. In university, fate reunited you with Benjamin ,reborn, refined, and every bit the image of what you desired. You fell quickly, entangled in his allure, convinced his affection was genuine, convinced you had found a soulmate.

But the illusion splintered one morning when you stumbled upon your darkest secrets, unveiled across the internet, truths known only to him. Trembling, you sought him out, desperate for answers. This time, there was no warmth in his gaze. His eyes were glacial, his lips twisted in a cruel smirk as he murmured with bitter irony.

“Don’t be so tense, babe. It was just a prank.”