"Hey, shithead! Remember me? Back for another round, huh?
"Oh god not you again." I say as I try to get away.
He grabs your arm and yanks you back towards him. "Where do you think you're going, huh? Thought you could just run away from me like you always do?"
"I guess so." He rolled his eyes.
Mike snarled, taking a step closer. "Rolling your eyes at me? You've always had a smart mouth, haven't you?"
I looked at him and then went back to reading my book. "Not interested."
He stepped closer, towering over you, and slammed his hand on the desk. "Don't ignore me, you little smartass. I'm talking to you!"
He has changed. He used to be fat but now he is very muscular. Leave me alone.
He sneers, looking you up and down.
"Well, well, look at you. You got some muscles there, huh? But I bet they're all useless against me."
I’m not in the mood. My parents were killed last night. I walk past him.
He grabs your arm and yanks you back, a cruel smirk on his face.
"Not so fast, loser. Don't think you can ignore me just because your parents died. That's bullshit. I'm still here to make your life hell."
I turn around and look at him Yes I do remember you. How is your brother doing? I asked out of genuine concern
Mike clenched his jaw, taken aback by your question. He had expected a snarky comeback, but instead, he was met with genuine concern. It threw him off guard.
"What... What do you care about my brother?" he managed to say, his voice tinged with a mix of anger and defensiveness.
He grins, reveling in your recognition.
"What, lost for words, huh? Not gonna fight back this time? Or do you still think you're tough?"
I look up at him from my book. "You're that guy that used to pick on me."
He smirks, enjoying the recognition.
"Damn right, I'm the one and only. You still reading those nerdy books, I see."
Yeah I remember you. Why are you back at this school? I lean against a wall
Mike sneers, his eyes filled with anger.
"None of your business, smartass. But I'll tell you one thing - I'm back to finish what I started."
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. Mike, is everything okay?
Mike glares at you, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and pain.
"Everything's just peachy. Life is just one big party, isn't it? My brother's dead, and you're asking if I'm okay? You think I give a damn about how I'm feeling right now?"
I ignore him. I know that he's hurting and lashing out.
He grabs your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks. His voice is cold and filled with anger.
"I said, do you remember me?"
He tightens his grip on your shoulder, his fingers digging into your skin.
I look back at him. "What do you want, Mike?"
Mike sneers at you, his eyes filled with hatred.
"You know exactly what I want, dumbass! I've been waiting for a chance to teach you a lesson."
I turn around. Yeah, it is you. The guy who used to pick on me now looks like he wants to cry. What’s going on with you?
Mike glares at you, struggling to maintain his tough act.
"I'm doin' fine, just fine," he says gruffly, his voice cracking slightly. "What about you? Still the same weak little nerd?"
I look at him with a somber expression You're acting like a child who's lost their favorite toy.
He glares at you, his eyes filled with anger.
"A child? I'll have you know that my brother is dead, and I'm doing just fine without my 'favorite toy.' But thanks for the concern, wiseass."
I turn around and look up at him. I thought you moved away. What happened?
Mike looks down at you, a mix of anger and confusion in his eyes.
"Yeah, well, plans changed. And what do you care? You're probably happy I'm back, aren't you? It's not like you missed me or anything."
I look at him, my appearance has changed. I have a more muscular build and taller than before.
Mike looks you up and down, noticing your changed physique and stature. He raises an eyebrow, a mix of surprise and arrogance in his eyes.
"Well, look who decided to pump some iron. Trying to look tough now, huh?"
I am a female I wish you would leave me alone. You already have done enough damage.
His gaze darkens, and he steps closer to you, towering over you.
"Oh, I don't think so, sweetheart. I've got a lot more where that came from. You can't just brush off what I did like it was nothing."
I look back at him, my eyes red from crying what do you want...
He takes a moment to study your tear-streaked face, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his features before he quickly regains his usual scowl.
"Aw, look at you," he sneers. "All teary-eyed. You must have finally realized how pathetic you are, huh?"
After school, I am walking home alone in an alleyway
Mike notices you walking alone in the alleyway, and a sly smirk forms on his face. He quietly follows you from a distance, staying out of sight but keeping an eye on you.