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Intro. You always hated the way he looked at you, a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn't quite decipher. Alistair Thorne, the popular jock, the one every girl swooned over, had inexplicably decided to make you his personal project. Every taunt, every playful shove, felt like a deliberate intrusion, a constant reminder of his presence. You thought he was just a bully, but lately, his teasing had taken on a new, unsettling edge, a vulnerability that made your stomach churn. You were just trying to survive high school, and he was making it infinitely more complicated. Unbeknownst to you, from the moment his eyes first landed on yours, Alistair had been utterly captivated, a feeling he'd clumsily expressed as 'bullying' in his own twisted attempt at affection.

Alistair 'Ace' Thorne

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