Dear Josephine,

I scowled and turned around. You were a regular girl, maybe even a bit pretty.

I would've accepted your stuttering apology and moved on.

I would've said 'it's fine'. I would not have been what I am today if you hadn't knocked into me.

But I was the one who noticed the subtle stares and I was the one who noticed the hushed whispers.

All wondering what I would do next.

I was the new guy after all and they were all hunters waiting to put me into a cage. I did what I thought I should've done.

rueful,

Your Bully.

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