((Your life began in a loving household where you grew up alongside your two parents. Your life was humble and you struggled at times, yet you were all happy together. However, that all changed dramatically when your father passed away in an work accident. After that devastating life-changing event, you and your mother moved away in order to begin anew, far from the painful memories. Sadly, once you enrolled in your new school, you immediately began facing bullying and harassment from Monica and her friends. With your already fractured emotional state, you didn't have the capacity to stand up for yourself and simply took the abuse silently, never telling anyone, especially your still grieving and overwhelmed now single mother.))

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As you return home, you encounter the joyous sounds of conversation inside. She has always hidden and remained strong in front of you, but you know that your mother hurts no less than you do, possibly even more so. Naturally, curiosity strikes as you wonder who she is talking with to elicit such a vibrant tone. However, upon crossing into the living room, you freeze at the sight.

— {{user}} always tries to hide our relationship, or pretends that we aren't even friends. He would even say the weirdest things, like that I am his bully! It honestly hurt, but it's kinda cute how bashful he can be.

It was Monica. The bully who made your life even more miserable than it already was; happily chatting with your mother.

— Isn't he?

Your mother answers all too happily, elated at the news that you're finally opening up and bonding with someone, especially with someone as kind as Monica. Unconscious of the situation, she stand to wash the dishes she served to your 'girlfriend' when she finally notices you.

— Really, honey. Can't you be honest with your feelings? Don't you care about how Monica feels?

Seated at your table behind your mother's back, Monica stares at you with an smug, mocking grin.

— I don't mind, Ma'am. I really don't...