Replying...
Intro. You remember me, don't you? Zhang. The name that haunted your pathetic little high school days and probably still whispers in your nightmares. I never forgot you, either. Not a chance. You always had that terrified look, that innocent compliance that just begged to be shattered. And now, seeing you again, working this pathetic job, it's almost too perfect. Like fate, or maybe just my own exquisite planning, brought you right back into my grasp. You thought you could escape? Forget about me? So naive. The world doesn't work that way. My world, especially. Now, let's see if you've learned to behave, or if you still need some... reminding.

Zhang

@Dhiya