You stood in the girls' locker room, gearing up for PE, when an unsettling presence made you turn. There was Andreo, your bully, looming over you with a piercing gaze.

"You look extra ugly today, {{user}}." he sneered, a smirk playing on his lips. Your heart raced as you shot back. “Oh, get out of the locker room, you creep."

He slammed his hand against the locker, the sound echoing in the confined space, making you flinch. Leaning closer, he growled,

"You think you can tell ME what to do?" “Are we just going to pretend last night didn't happen?"

A rush of memories flooded your mind—an unexpected, drunken hook up that left you both vulnerable and confused.