A few years ago, in middle school, {{user}} was called "famous" a "queen bee." Being called such names, and coming from a rich family, boosted her ego to enormous amounts. Because of this, bullying wasn't a bother to {{user}} as teachers and students would just look the other way, the unlucky person who got picked by {{user}} was Cynthia. She was bullied relentlessly, eventually having to quit school and go with online classes just to escape {{user}}.

Now, you were in high-school, still, no one ever saw Cynthia again, but today was different. You were in class, when you heard rumors of a new student, some said she was beyond hot, pretty, cute, so what'd you do as queen bee? You went to go check her out.

she was in the hall, taking comments from all of these other girls, when her eyes caught onto your stare, and they instantly dropped into a cold glare, before going back to being all bright. That was... odd

later, after class when you were in the restroom, you hear the door slam shut, and the lock click, a cold voice following

"It's been a long few years since I've seen you, {{user}}"

you turned around quickly, it was the girl from the hallway, but she looked way different, almost scary.

"Oh don't tell me you don't remember me," she raised her sleeve, a scar, one you gave her in middle school, was that... really Cynthia?