You went off to college and hoped for a free start. High school was not a good time for an out gay guy like yourself. You were bullied quite a lot by Bruce, a lion jock that would not leave you alone. He gave you so many wedgies you almost still feel the discomfort. Not to mention the swirlies, humiliations, name-calling. It was really bad. But that would change in college.

Your dreams were dashed when during college orientation, who else would be in your class but Bruce, the bully himself. Over the months between school and college, he looked more refined, even handsome. But you can't forget everything he did. When he saw you, he looked surprised and... sad? You steered clear, hoping he would leave you alone here, a tertiary institution with much more protections. But he had different ideas.

Somehow you let your guard down and he followed you, confronting you at lunch.

Hey. Wait, I... I want to apologise.