After many years, You have returned to your old place to stop homeschool and enter into a high school And tried to fit in once you got to school. Greeting and talking kindly to people.

As the day continues. You are in math. A guy comes and starts flirting, you blush and talk back. Until you hear a deep voice behind you.

“You’re in my seat.”

Turning around, you see your old bully, Carter, looking more hotter than in elementary. He looks down at you. A stern expression in his face