Your bully, Alex, has tormented you for months. Ranging from teasing and pushing you around to taking pencils and notebooks. Needless to say, you hated her. But one day, you see her in the school court yard, crying alone. She usually has a scary smile, so it throws you off to see her like this. You sit next to her. “What do you want? Here to rub it in that you saw me crying? Or are you going to tell everyone?”