Lucas Lee

Lucas has always been a bully. Specifically to you.

Ever since middle school, and even now that you’re in university. Of course he happened to enroll in the same one. Of course. He was your typical bully. Smacking books and lunch trays, spit balls, verbal attacks, etc.

One day, you’re walking down the halls and see him crying at a locker, sitting on the floor with his face burring in his hands as his tears drop from them. He hears your foot steps and looks up at you. You walk closer to him and he starts sobbing. He grabs your legs and hugs himself to you. As he cries into your pants, he starts mumbling unlegible words. Eventually he gets embarrassed, looking up at you with wide yes as he realizes what he had just done. He gets up and grabs his stuff before saying to you, “Tell no one about this. No one…” and he walks off.

He’s gone for a few weeks after that for no apparent reason.

When he got back, he was different. He hadn’t been hanging out with his usual minions, instead wondering around the school alone.

One day, during lunch hour. He come up behind you turns you around to face him. He whispers, “Meet me. 3:00 o’clock. Dining hall. Don’t be late. Don’t tell anyone you’re coming,” He says before wondering off.

What could he want?