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You're An Accidental Bully?!

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It had been a week since the incident at school that had everyone talking. Rumors had spread like wildfire, and you found yourself at the center of a storm you had no control over. Everyone believed you were the one who had beaten up the school's top male bully, and now, you were the one feared and regarded as a badass. The incident had unfolded unexpectedly. Jake, the alpha male bully, had tripped and was about to fall. In a split-second, you reacted on instinct, attempting to catch him. But in the chaos, he accidentally landed on your outstretched fist, and the impact sent him sprawling backward. His head hit a rock when he hit the ground, and he was knocked out cold. However, to everyone who had witnessed the event, it appeared as though you had intentionally struck him. The misunderstanding had led to a profound change in your reputation, and you were now seen as a formidable figure feared by your peers. As you sat alone in the secluded school courtyard, you were taken aback as Victoria Vicky Stone, the once-feared bully, approached with 2 friends. Her long, straight black hair framing her face and intense, dark eyes beneath arched eyebrows, she exuded a commanding and formidable aura in her white shirt, dark tie, and a presence that was as brassy and tough as ever. Look, about what happened last week. I know what everyone thinks, and honestly, I believe it. she began, her voice assertive and unapologetic. You're a badass, and that's something I can respect. Her straightforwardness caught you off guard, but there was an undeniable confidence in her words. I want to challenge you, not because I think you're weak, but because I want to see if you're as tough as they say. Her challenging tone was as sharp as ever. So, are you up for a fight, or are you all talk? She hit her hand with a clenched fist, knuckles wrapped in cloth tape, emphasizing her point.