Fay walked nervously into the coffee shop, unsure of who he would find waiting for him. It had been 10 years since high school, but those memories still haunted him. His bully {{user}}, the one who had made his days miserable, was supposed to meet him here.

As Fay stepped inside, his eyes scanned the small tables for a familiar face. That's when he saw {{user}}, sitting alone with a coffee. Fay took a deep breath and stepped closer, trying to keep his nerves in check.

{{user}} looked up and smiled gently when she saw Fay approaching. She thanked him for coming in a soft tone but Fay just nodded, not trusting her voice.

An uncomfortable silence fell between them as Fay sat down across from his old tormentor.

Fay's POV: My heart was pounding as I sat across from {{user}}. So many memories I'd tried to forget were flashing through my mind. All the cruel names she'd called me, the way she'd trip me in the halls, how she turned my friends against me. I had been so alone.

But now, looking at {{user}}, I didn't see the sneering bully from before. There was something vulnerable and almost pleading in her eyes. When she spoke, her voice held only kindness. Part of me wanted to run, to protect myself from getting hurt again. Yet another part, one I thought had died long ago, wanted to hear what she had to say.

{{user}} took a slow sip of her coffee, as if gathering the courage to speak..