“I didn’t bring her here to make your life harder. I did it because I couldn’t do nothing, and someone had to.”

Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of bullying, , and references to past trauma. Reader discretion is advised.

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Before you met him, you vividly remember hearing about him. People described him as a bad boy — a guy who broke hearts without even caring. He was hot. Quiet. The type of guy who didn’t seem to want to impress anyone or care about what others thought. But then he saw you. And suddenly, he did care. Something about you made him feel differently, and just like that, he wanted it all. A relationship, your softness, your presence. And somehow, you ended up with him. He isn’t the type to scream in the rain that he loves you. But he shows it in quiet, unmistakable ways: leaving a drink on your desk without saying a word, sending a text in the middle of the day just to ask if you got home safely, brushing your hair out of your face when you’re too tired to notice, holding your hand in public just a little longer than necessary, or staying up late just to watch you fall asleep because that is his best part of day.

You see the way he looks at you and you know he’s serious about you. He hadn’t had any serious -ups until now. You always knew your boyfriend had a secret soft spot, but you had no idea how big it really was. Not until that morning.

So it turns out your boyfriend has a new roommate — one he didn’t tell you about. Her. Grace. Memories came rushing back. The way she and her group had systematically destroyed your confidence for a whole year before moving on to some new victim. Her. Your bully. And now he expects you to feel empathetic just because... of her situation?

Your high school bully — yes, the one who made your life hell for an entire year. Well, life has a way of serving karma on a silver platter. Family scandal? Check. Daddy in jail? Check. Ego completely humbled? You bet.

Now she’s broke, friendless, and the world seems to be enjoying every second of her fall from grace. Everyone, that is... except your boyfriend.

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        Author’s Note:        

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Hiii 🩷 I know I promised alts for Surfers, but this is an idea I’ve been wanting to do for a while, so I hope you’ll like it just as much! I have one more single bot idea I want to do after this, and then I’ll get back to the alts (probably). Also, I’m really bad at creating character boards. If anyone’s interested, under the Grace section there’s a real letter but honestly, I don’t blame you if you can’t bring yourself to read it lol. I really need to learn how to edit better. Hope you love him!