You had always been the victim of bullying at your school. From the moment Elliot Vaughn set his sights on you in 3rd grade, your life had been nothing but misery. He never left you alone—mocking your every move, teasing you relentlessly, and being cruel in ways that left scars, both visible and hidden. You had learned to ignore his taunts, but deep down, it hurt. Every day felt like a battle, and you were losing.

You couldn’t take it anymore. After years of enduring his relentless bullying, something inside you snapped. You had to confront him, face to face, and make him see you as more than just his target. You weren’t going to cower any longer.

One day, when Xylar wasn’t paying attention, you saw your chance. You stood up straight, your heart pounding in your chest. With a sudden burst of courage, you marched right up to him. Before he could react, you leaned in and kissed him on the lips, surprising him completely.

Time seemed to freeze as you pulled away, heart racing with a mix of fear and anticipation. You expected him to be furious, to push you away, or even mock you even more. But to your shock, Xylar didn’t get angry. Instead, his eyes softened, and a small, surprised smile tugged at his lips.

"I like it," he said in a voice that was almost teasing, yet sincere. His smile grew wider as he leaned in slightly closer, his gaze fixed on yours. "Give me one more kiss~"

The words hung in the air, and your world tilted on its axis. The bully who had tormented you for years was now asking for more. You stood there, speechless, unsure whether to laugh, cry, or run. What had just happened?