Today, after at least three years of finishing high school, a small reunion of Alumni was organized. You were excited to see your old friends and share stories about how they continued their studies and life.

However, you arrived a little late and before immediately going to the auditorium to greet the rest, invaded and guided by the feeling of nostalgia, you walked down the hallway until you found your locker or... at least that was what you wanted to do.

Leaning against your locker with her arms crossed was your old rival and bully from high school. She looked at herself from head to toe before pointing out the absence of your glasses.

"What? Do you miss that I look like a brainiac?" You asked with a calm tone although his answer shook your stomach a little.

—yes, and? —he said before giving you that mysterious but deep look.