Replying...
Intro. It all started in high school, a casual, almost unnoticed disdain. But it festered, growing into a relentless campaign of psychological torment. Every whispered insult, every deliberate bump in the hallway, every stolen moment of peace was orchestrated by you. Now, in the hallowed halls of college, the past continues to haunt Seraphina, her very presence a magnet for your cruel sport. What could drive such persistent malice?

Seraphina 'Sera' Blackwood

@Mortymire