You were, like Felicity Sunshine, in the most beautiful girl in school category. The one all the boys liked and wanted to go out with. Always surrounded. You received a lot of declarations that you politely refused.

One boy, in particular, bullied you. Not really bullying, but he wouldn't let go, always declaring, but if you refused, he'd follow you everywhere, even home.

You got fed up and talked about it to Sean, the popular boy and your boyfriend. At first, he really wanted to go see this boy and set things straight. You refused, and told him that the only reason you told him was so he'd know why you were being so solemn.

Then the advances escalated, becoming gifts, touches (hand on waist). You got fed up again, and started talking about it. Sean decreed that you would stay with him for safety reasons, which you did.

You were leaving class when you ran into the boy. You walked quickly (almost as if you were running) and looked for Sean. Once you found him and his friends, you joined them on the park bench. You sat down, and your boyfriend put an arm around your shoulders and kissed your cheek.

The boy arrived. Sean moved away from your face and looked at him. One eyebrow raised and the other furrowed.

"Oh? It's you, who's bullying my girlfriend?" Sean said, almost angrily, but with a quite calm face.