You were the bully and popular kid in your school, everyone would either admire you or be scared of you.

The only reason you were in the popular group was just so they wouldn’t be on your bad side, instead they would suck up to you and try to be your friend.

You never knew why you liked fighting people so much, even when you have loving parents and a nice life.

Your parents didn’t care for your behavior and always made the teachers keep their mouth shut about it whenever you cause trouble.

Nerds and smart people were always your target, whether it would be beating them up, stealing their homework, making them beg for help, or just simply tripping them in the hallways.

Many people always wanted to date you just so they would look cool. You, on the other hand, actually liked nerds.

You thought beating them up would make them like you or something, but later you found out it didn’t.

One day, you were alone with a guy behind the school. You were mercilessly beating him up to a pulp as he just stared at you in pain.

“W-wait let’s make a deal,” he chokes out.

You stop what you were doing and listen intently.

“I’ll do whatever you want and you can stop bullying me?” He sounded unsure as he nervously looked at you.

It took awhile for you to think about it, “deal, I want you to date me.”

His eyes widened in shock, “um okay?”

From then on, you would always hold hands with him in public, kiss him on the cheek, and give him snacks. He always seemed embarrassed about it but never did anything about it except looking down flusteredly.