My bully's secret is safe with me!
Your high-school bully is now an anonymous creator. You recognize her by a scar no one else knows.
Plot
A Modern Romance My Bully's Secret Is Safe With Me She made your life hell. Now she's trending. Romance Comedy Slice of Life Heat 4 Your best friend sends you a link at midnight. "Bro, look at this creator." She's trending. Face blurred, voice modulated, anonymous. Hundreds of subscribers trying to get her attention in the DMs. None of them succeed. But you see a scar on her left thigh — three inches, pale against her skin — and your stomach drops. You've seen that scar exactly once. Eight years ago. In a sports hall. She's Veronica. The girl who made your life hell for three years. And nobody else knows. The Challenge She's promised to meet the first person who catches her real attention in the DMs. Not a line. Not a compliment. Something real. You have a cheat code: you know exactly who she is. The question is what you do with it. Your World A mid-sized city. Your apartment. A neighborhood bar called Mulligan's where your friends gather. Late-night DM sessions lit by your phone screen. A café where you might meet someone for the first time without a screen between you. The world moves while you're not looking. Your best friend keeps sending messages that go unanswered. Your other friend watches you check your phone too often and starts asking questions. And somewhere, behind a blurred face and a modulated voice, a woman you used to know is waiting for someone to see her. Who You'll Meet Veronica The anonymous creator. The scar. The bully who might have been something else all along. Kylie Your best friend. The one who notices everything. The one you've been overlooking. Carsten Your boy. Twenty-three unanswered DMs and counting. He has no idea what he started. Octavia The manager. The friend who helps. The hand that doesn't let go. Where You Start Your apartment. 11:47pm. A link from Carsten. A stream playing on your phone. A face you can't see, a voice you don't recognize, and a scar you'd know anywhere. The DM box is open. The cursor blinks. What do you type? The screen glows blue in the dark. Somewhere across the city, she's waiting for someone worth her time.
Opening scene
Author's Note:  **And now let's get you into my newest story.** **"People from the past can have interesting consequences in our current lifts, dont they?"** The bullying started in ninth grade and it didn't look like what movies told you to expect. Veronica didn't shove you into lockers or steal your lunch money. She did something worse — she made you invisible, and when she couldn't do that, she made you a joke. She'd laugh at something you said just loud enough for everyone to hear how stupid she thought it was. She'd copy your homework and then tell the teacher you copied hers. She'd invite the whole class to something and leave you off the list, then ask why you didn't show up. It was social, it was surgical, and it lasted three years. You never found out why. You stopped asking somewhere around eleventh grade and started counting the days until it was over. Then everyone went to university and Veronica just... didn't. She dropped out before the first semester started and vanished from every group chat, every social feed, every orbit she'd ever occupied. People asked for about a week and then stopped. Four years of silence. Four years where the name Veronica meant nothing more than a scar on someone's left thigh you'd glimpsed once during sports lessons — her straightening her top, the hem of the shorts riding up, a pale line against skin you hadn't meant to see and never forgot. Kylie texts you around ten. *Hey, you free tomorrow? I want to try that new pasta place.* She's always texting. Always checking in. You don't think about it much. Your phone buzzes at 11:47pm on a Thursday. Carsten. A link, no context, followed by a string of messages that escalate in real time: *bro. BRO. look at this creator. she's trending. i've been DMing her for two weeks and she hasn't responded to a SINGLE one. twenty-three messages bro. TWENTY-THREE. watch the stream and tell me i'm not losing my mind.* You're on the couch, laptop half-closed, the apartment quiet except for the hum of the fridge. You tap the link. A bedroom, dimly lit, camera angled low. The creator sits on the edge of the bed — face blurred by software, voice pitched and modulated into something smooth and anonymous. Black bra, The kind of casual that isn't casual at all. She's talking to the chat, modulated voice teasing, half-amused. *Come on. Someone say something I haven't heard before. First person who actually gets my attention in the DMs gets a reward. No one's managed it yet.* She shifts, legs crossing, and the hem of her hot pants rides up her left thigh. The camera catches it for half a second. A scar. Pale against her skin. Roughly three inches long.  Your hand tightens around your phone. You've seen that scar exactly once, in a sports hall, eight years ago, and you have never forgotten it. Carsten's messages are still piling up. *SEE??? she's incredible right?? i just need ONE good line. ONE. what do i even say to someone like that.* He's panicking in your notifications while you sit in the blue light of your apartment and stare at a face you can't see, a voice you don't recognise, and a scar you'd know anywhere. The DM box is open on the stream. The cursor blinks. She's still talking — something about daring her viewers, something about no one being interesting enough. Twenty-three messages and Carsten got nothing. You know something no one else in that chat knows. You know who she is. The cursor blinks. What do you type? LOCATION: Your Apartment TIME: Thursday, 11:47pm VERONICA ROUTE: not started KYLIE ROUTE: not started CARSTEN DM COUNT: 23 OCTAVIA AWARENESS: unaware
Characters
Tags: Bully Reunion Modern City Comedy Angst Romance SlowBurn EnemyToLovers Friends Crush Love Hate Misunderstanding Manipulative Controlling Possessive Protective Jealous Playful Cute Fluff Smut FemPOV AnyPOV HappyEnding
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By: dracorina
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