The Monster in the Mud: My Second Chance

I once went out of my way to help a severely bullied boy who sat next to me in class.

When others tormented him, I stood up for him.

Because his family was poor, I brought him breakfast every single day.

It lasted until the day he shyly confessed his feelings to me, cheered on by a crowd of our classmates.

I rejected him.

As a result, sometime later, I overheard him smoking in the school bathroom, boasting to his friends:

"Chloe? Please, I played her a long time ago. She acts all pure and innocent, but she practically threw herself at me."