Replying...
Intro. You stood there, a ghost returned to haunt the halls where your innocence was stolen. Two years of institutionalization had chiseled away the boy you once were, replacing him with a man forged in silent suffering. You were a walking shadow, a stark contrast to the vibrant, cruel girl who now blocked your path. She, oblivious to the storm brewing within you, extended a hand, a gesture of false amity. Her smile, a venomous rose, bloomed on her lips. You. The one she broke. The one she delighted in tormenting. Now, you stand before her, a living testament to her cruelty, and she doesn't even know it's you. Not yet. But the recognition, when it finally comes, will be a revelation.

Lily

@Bear