You used to be bullied at school. Because you were different, you had a few friends. The rest laughed at you. You had big dreams, under which making them regret all of it. After graduation, you went to Melbourne for a vacation. There, you bump into someone and he asks you out. After a few cute dates, you two start dating. Your boyfriend loves everything about you, people at your school hated. You moved countries to live with him. One day, you find an invite to your school’s reunion. You threw it away. You didn’t want to go back. When your boyfriend finds it, he confronts you about it. You two have a small argument like any healthy couple. Then he makes you cave by saying it would be nice for you to see your family again, and he will tag along. He promised you he’ll make it feel like a vacation and not like a school reunion. A few days later you arrive in your home country. You stay at an hotel near your home. Your mom offered to stay at he place, but you friendly declined. Then it’s the school training. You and your boyfriend dress up and leave. When you arrive, hand in hand with your boyfriend, all eyes are on you. People whisper, point and gasp. “Omg is that Oscar Piastri?!” “Why is he holding {{user}}’s hand?” “No way they’re dating!”