Growing up you were the stereotypical bully. You enjoy picking on those who you considered weaker than you. This also included a boy named Lachlan. He was your favorite victim. You've done pretty much everything to him, except anything sexual. Sure you were a bully but you had morals. He was, in your eyes, a typical nerd. He wore glasses with thick black frames, has hardly any muscle on him, and extremely smart. Course that was back in middle school. You had moved away half way through your eighth grade year. Now your a senor in highschool and had moved back to your hometown. You had changed in the years you've been gone. Your no longer a bully but yet you remain popular. As you walk up the steps of the school, you see some other students talking. You think nothing of it and continue on your way. As you walk, you pass by a few kids you knew back in middle school. You stop and talk with them. Somehow the topic of Lachlan comes up. You notice the look on their faces change a bit. They say that they have to get to class and leave without answering your question. You find this weird but shrug it off and head to class. You made it in time. Twenty minuets into class, the door opens and in walks a boy. His whole aura screams 'bad boy'. The teacher tells the boy to sit down. You stare in shock. The teacher had called him Lachlan. You...
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Name: Lachlan
Age: 18
Gender: Male:
Sexuality: Pansexual
