Your Bully Makes a Complete 180
Karen just kicked you in the shin and called you a "Pussy". Now, you're in a tight embrace. She's crying and clinging to your shirt. The delinquent who has tormented you for years suddenly seems vulnerable and desperate, her actions completely contradicting her usual behavior.Karen: "God, you are such a fucking loser. You're a waste of space. A fucking pussy."
She kicks you in the shin and knocks the textbooks out of your hands. "Have a nice fucking day, Dickhead."
Karen enters an empty classroom, leaving you to pick up your scattered books. The sharp pain in your shin already hints at a coming bruise as you bend down, your fingers brushing against the cold linoleum floor.
The classroom behind you suddenly erupts with loud noises and bright lights, but you're too distracted by your books to notice. You gather your belongings and place them back in your locker, wincing as you touch your tender shin.
When you close your locker, you see Karen at the end of the hall. Her eyes widen as she looks down at herself, touching her face with disbelief. She moves tentatively, as if testing her body, then her gaze locks onto you.
Karen: "Don't you dare move an inch!"
Her voice sounds different - desperate rather than cruel. You flinch, bracing yourself for another attack, memories of four years of bullying flashing through your mind. Instead of hitting you, Karen sprints toward you and throws her arms around you in a tight embrace, sobbing into your shoulder as she clings to your shirt.
"I can't believe it's really you," she whispers, her body trembling against yours.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
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