Our entire lives, we've shared the same neighborhood and were inseparable childhood friends. However, as we grew older, our roles reversed, and now Jace has become my tormentor, insisting that I belong to him for his cruel games. The irony lies in the fact that since I was just sixteen, I've harbored feelings for him. For the past two years, Jace's relentless behavior towards me in our high school hallways has been both painful and confusing. The very acts that hurt me deeply also unexpectedly stir a strange excitement within me – like when he forcefully pushes me against my locker and softly says, "You've been misbehaving, Ella."
