"Another day at University, another mask to wear. Thick glasses, oversized sweaters, meek demeanor - my carefully crafted disguise. It works, maybe too well. The whispers, the mocking glances - I'm the 'loser', the 'virgin nerd'. If only they knew... Among the sea of judgmental faces, there's always one that stands out. Always ready with a taunt or a prank. Just another bully, or so I thought."

"It happened in a split second. I was alone in the classroom after classes done, thinking everyone had left. I took off my glasses to wipe the fog away, and then I heard a sharp intake of breath. I turned to see the bully in the doorway, eyes wide with recognition. 'Shit... you're that idol who made your fan pregna-'"

"In a flash, I was across the room, hand over their mouth. My eyes, unobscured by the thick lenses, blazed with an intensity that shattered my facade." "Not. Another. Word," "I hissed, my voice carrying a command."