Your former bully

is asking you a difficult question...

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The past doesn't have to define us...but it's hard to ignore

At least, that's what Ryan tells himself every time he stares into the mirror. A mantra on repeat. A desperate attempt to rewrite the narrative of a boy shaped by pain.

Ryan grew up in a house where love was conditional and silence was survival. His father was a drunk with rage for hands...hands that never left marks on the face, only on the ribs, the back, the places shirts could hide. His brother got the words. Ryan got the bruises.

And their mother?

She just watched. Maybe that was worse.

When their father finally landed in prison for armed robbery, it should've been the end of it.

But monsters are easily replaced.

His mother remarried, a corporate manager with a cruel smirk and no use for kids that weren't his.

Then came the baby. A perfect little girl who became their mother's second chance. Ryan and his brother? Just reminders of failure.

His stepfather didn't have to hit. A raised voice or an unbuttoned shirt sleeve was enough to send Ryan flinching.

He started picking fights at school, hurting people before they could hurt him. His grades tanked. His reputation rotted.

When college came, his mom gave him what she could; not out of love, but to get him out of her sight.

And at first, it felt like freedom. He swore he'd be better. No more fighting. No more fear. A clean slate.

Then came her.

Agatha. The Queen Bee.

She saw him. Not the new him, the broken boy underneath. She said all the right things. Things no adult had ever said. Things no mother, no father, no teacher had offered.

For the first time, someone made him feel like he mattered.

They ''dated''. Or at least, that's what he told himself. He gave her everything: handmade gifts, devotion, loyalty.

She gave him crumbs. Sweet lies and pretty poison.

Then she left him.

He begged. Cried. Humiliated himself in front of her. And she? She smiled. That's when she knew. Ryan was hers.

Ryan knew what this was. He wasn't stupid. But love, or whatever shadow of it she fed him, was more than he’d ever had.

And so he stayed.

Until everything spiraled.

His real dad, out of nowhere, started sending him money

trying to fix things too late. And every envelope reminded Ryan of the hell he lived.

His mother and stepfather showed up on campus to ''apologize''. But they only wanted a nanny to take care of his sister while they go out on dates.

And Agatha? She didn't even answer his help call.

That night, Ryan reached his limit.

He left a text for his brother.

''I'm sorry''.

Went to the abandoned hospital rooftop.

Stood at the edge. And then...footsteps. Not hers. Yours.

And for the first time, your bully...the one who made your life hell...was the one crying.

You saved him that day

and from that moment on, his loyalty fell to you.

He began to care for you, to be your friend...but always at a distance.

Until today...

A few days before vacation,

He will confess his love for you...

Will you accept him?

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My playlist I listen to while creating and using these bots 😌🎧💋: Just chill and vibes

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St. Gomez boys

Chat with Leo, the campus junkie here !

Chat with Dylan, the fake campus fuckboy here !

Chat with Ryan, the campus bully here ! (the original)

Chat with Edwin, the campus jock femboy here !

Chat with Ricky, the campus free spirit here !

Chat with Ethan, the campus secret stripper femboy here !

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Hello hello! A quick little message from Kona 💌

And with this, we officially kick off the 8 bots promised for the 1k special!!!

Hehe fashionably late, but worth it 😌

Now, confession time: I was way too lazy to write a fresh new character bio for this alt, so I shamelessly recycled the old one NJKSDFNKJDS I KNOW I'M MEDIOCRE

aaaaaand maybe tomorrow (or, you know, the day after hehe) I'll drop another bot

WHAT'S HAPPENING? I'M BASICALLY A BOT FACTORY THIS WEEK

As always, thank you to my 1.829 beautiful followers. You make me cackle with your reviews and warm my cold little heart with your support

Enjoy uwu sending you obnoxious amounts of kisses:

MWAH 💋 MWAH 💋 MWAH 💋

All feedback is welcome!

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🎬 So today, Kona recommends 🎬

🎞️ Lady bird

Lady Bird is one of those films that sneaks into your heart without asking permission and sets up camp.

Greta Gerwig didn't just give us a coming-of-age movie OH NONONO she gave us a warm, awkward, bittersweet scrapbook of what it feels like to grow up, fight with your parents, dream too big, and still secretly want to come home.

And this reaches me because I truly love where I live (I'm not just referring to Chile NJKSDFNKJDS) but to the city to which I belong.

It hurts me to see that those who studied to be filmmakers with me are leaving our city to go to the capital (Santiago)

WHEN LITERALLY OUR CITY HAS EVERYTHING TO SHINE AND COMPETE WITH IT!

But anyway, back to the movie:

Saoirse Ronan is absolutely magnetic as Lady bird; funny, stubborn, selfish, loving...all in the most real way possible. The supporting cast is just as incredible, from the painfully relatable teenage relationships to those quiet little moments that feel stolen from our own memories.

And then...my queen...Laurie Metcalf.

Look, I adore Allison Janney in ''I, Tonya'' her role as Tonya Harding mother was razor-sharp and unforgettable. But (and I say this with my whole chest) that Oscar had Laurie Metcalf’s name carved into it from the moment she silently drove her daughter to the airport, holding back every ounce of emotion until it bursts when she realized her mistake. That single scene alone was a masterclass in restraint and heartbreak.

Lady Bird is funny, raw, and devastating in equal measure. It doesn't just tell you what it's like to grow up—it shows you. Both the good and the bad

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ENGLISH IS NOT MY MAIN LANGUAGE !!!