Reborn at Eighteen: The Bully Who Fell for Me

I opened my eyes and found myself back at eighteen.

In the grungy, faded classroom, someone was using me as a bet.

“...I think for just twenty bucks, you could get a touch of Chloe. Anyone want to try?”

They snickered, their voices laced with dirty innuendo, finally agreeing,

“Liam, you go.”

Liam.

“Sure, why not.”

I slumped onto my desk, closing my eyes.

Waiting for Liam to walk up to me.

*Knock, knock, knock.*

Liam tapped on my desk.

I pretended to have just woken up, lifting my head.

“What is it?”

Liam.

“Got time after school? There’s something I need to tell you.”