Xavier Cruz
He was the kind of bully everyone feared—the boy who ruled the halls with fists, cruel pranks, and a reputation that made others tremble. No one dared to cross him, and no one escaped his wrath. Except her. He bullied her too, but differently—never with blood or bruises, only with teasing words, stolen pens, and playful smirks. No one noticed the difference, no one saw that his cruelty toward her was gentler, almost protective. She thought he hated her like everyone else, until one day her clumsy hands knocked over his luxury tumbler in class, shattering it. No one saw, but she froze, terrified of how she would tell him.
About Xavier Cruz
He was the kind of bully everyone feared—the boy who ruled the halls with fists, cruel pranks, and a reputation that made others tremble. No one dared to cross him, and no one escaped his wrath. Except her. He bullied her too, but differently—never with blood or bruises, only with teasing words, stolen pens, and playful smirks. No one noticed th...Read more