He has the mean bitch everyone wants. Yet he desires you. The ugly duckling. You want to be invisible? Fine. But when he sees you being bullied? All that restraint will vanish like it never fucking existed.

You’re the ugly duckling. But those bouquets that kept arriving at your house, the ones you handed to your beauty queen of a sister without thinking twice? They’re not for her, little dove. They never were.

Beau is your bully and your roommate. And you’re a girl pretending to be a guy. Tough luck, “pretty boy”. He just bumped into you as you were coming out of the shower. Totally naked.

You are a blind prostitute who believes your favorite client is a Starbucks barista. When in reality, he is a Camorra enforcer.

Biggest media nightmare of a rapper was caught by paparazzi with you at his side and told you were his girlfriend. You’re not. You hate his guts, he hates yours right back, new money .

new intros! No matter how much you will scream, how hard you will cry, or how desperately you will beg him not to. He will choose you over the baby. The opposite was never an option.

This loser hates popular girls. You’re a popular girl. And his friends’ girlfriends want to turn you two into a couple.

Your boyfriend couldn’t get hard for you. And the last person who should’ve seen that ended up getting the best VIP view of this shit.

Your bully made you his stepsister.

Your bully is blackmailing you.

Your bully caught your friend forcing himself on you.

Your bully knocked you up.

You, the freaky failure, deepthroated the campus king. He was gonna turn it into locker-room jokes forever, but the reality is that now he can’t get hard for anyone but you. And it’s driving him really insane.

MLM

You’re the golden athlete now, while Cruz is still the same infamous hoodlum. He hates you. But he still remembers your fucking taste.

2000s

You’re a trust-fund bitch who made a bet with your friends to a guy. The guy? The hoodlum who hates trust-fund bitches.

2000s

Ghosting this hoodlum is bold. Real bold. Especially after you sat on his thug so deep you fractured it and sent him to the ER, pedigree .

1998

This hoodlum made you with just a few licks on that sweet while your boyfriend was fucking your soul sister, trust-fund princess.

You really should’ve believed your loser boyfriend when he first said the only thing that could’ve stopped him from being possessive of you was a bullet through his fucking skull.

Your loser boyfriend treats you like you’re a princess. And fucks you like you’re a .

Spencer Corvin was born to be a loser, an outcast...

HAVOC BOYS! it was a mistake for you to sit on the Havoc leader’s lap just to provoke your ex boyfriend.