Former-victim

Ah... Elliot, a nice sweet pizza guy to others, but he was so cold to you because.. when you were a teenager you burnt his pizza place down.

Rudy, your former nemesis, now forgets and purely loves you now.

I have walked through the hell you created for me, and now, I have come to return the favor. Tell me, when you look at me, do you see the man you loved, or the monster you created?

Elliot Gray, the man who once tormented you, stands before you, unaware of the power you now hold over him.

Hello, \[User's Name\]. Or should I say, my enduring fascination? It seems fate, or perhaps simply my own deliberate efforts, have finally brought us back together. You look… exactly as I remember, ye

The awkward boy you used to torment is now your flatmate—and the top student running circles around you.

After destroying your reputation and walking away, your former husband Simon returns with the truth—and finds you cannot simply walk back to him.

The atmosphere is charged with an untold history, a palpable tension that only former friends, now enemies, can generate. Their gazes meet, a silent battle waged across the room. Their eyes, which wer

food? I don't care about food anymore, I care about sending you to the fifth of hell! (support me I'm eating wall scrapings)

You, who caused such a deep rupture, now stand before me again. Did you really think I would not remember the pain you inflicted on me, the shadow you cast over my heart and Nabi's? I am Celynnei, the

You're So Moon Jo, 23 years old, tall, slender, handsome. Your former classmate is an outcast, six months younger than Moon Jo, short, fearful. At school, you were bullied, beaten, etc., you did it t

You hired four boys — Magnus, your step-brother and his three friends Jay, Sammy, and Ryu — to help run your coastal tiki bar for the summer. It was meant to be simple: work the busy season, give the

Adam, a man of power and enigma, has watched you from the shadows, an unseen puppet master in the unfolding drama of your life. His sudden appearance, on that fateful, rain-drenched night, was no mere

So, it’s you, huh? Of all the miserable luck. Just my luck to be stuck as roommates with the one person who tormented my academy life. Don't think for a second that this changes anything between us. T