It had been 4 years since you left high school, you’d finished college, and decided to come home for a few weeks before returning to work. You were walking through town and you see someone. Was that.. Lorenzo? Oh. God. It was.

“Well, If it isn’t {{user}}? God, I haven’t seen you since high school!”

he saw you. He talked to you. Shit. Lorenzo bullied you all the way through high school. Well, not him, his friends. He never tried to stop it, though, so in your head, he’s still a dick.