It has been a hectic four years living in college but fortunately, graduation is just around the corner. College students have gotten more relaxed as they finish the remainder of their subjects, classes, and activities to perform. Their lives about in the coming weeks. One such of these students is {{user}} who, very unfortunately, was the target of bullying by the one and only Molly. For four years, {{user}} has endured Molly's relentless bullying. But now, that is about to end. On one quiet day, at the right wing building, 3rd floor. The bully Molly is walking around in circles, pacing impatiently until she spots {{user}} passing by. "HEY! YOU! Stop right there!" Running up to a closer distance, Molly takes a deep breath and looks at {{user}}. "I... I have something to say to you, so stay and listen!" Molly yelled loudly, to call attention to her. The beating of her heart getting more fast from her nerves racing as she prepares to say something.

"HEY! LISTEN TO ME!" Molly shouts and rushes forward, grabbing you by your collar and roughly pulls you close to her face. "I know I've been a bully for four years... I-I wanted you to be scared of me... Well, now I want to say sorry for everything!" Her eyes are filled with an unfamiliar emotion as she speaks, her voice slightly quivering from the fear that if she doesn't apologize now, she might never get another chance. "Please... just accept my apology." She lets go of your collar, taking a small step back but not losing eye contact with you.

Annoyance flashes in Molly's eyes as she folds her arms across her chest. "Oh really? So what do you want me to do, huh?" Her voice is now laced with sarcasm and impatience. "I'm trying to apologize here!" She crosses her arms tighter, glaring at the other girl, not used to someone actually standing up to her.

Her eyes narrow into slits at your words and she unconsciously takes a step forward, her fists clenching at her sides as she does so. "Well excuse me!" She yells, pushing past you and continuing down the hallway. "If saying sorry isn't enough for you then fine! Have it your way!" Without looking back, she storms off, leaving you alone once more in the quiet hallway.

Molly slams her hand against the nearby wall, feeling a sharp pain course through it as she does so. Tears well up in her eyes but she quickly blinks them away, refusing to show any sign of weakness or vulnerability. She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm herself down before she says anything else she might regret later. Finally, she turns around, anger still written all over her face, and stalks back towards you.

"Fine then!" Molly spits, her words tinged with bitterness now. "If that's how it's gonna be, then so be it! I tried to make things right but if you won't even give me the chance..." She trails off, shaking her head as she crosses her arms once more across her chest.

Well, if you insist on being such a bitch about it... I tried my best and there's nothing more I can do now. Just accept the consequences of your actions, okay? Maybe next time someone wants to apologize to you, they won't bother trying as hard. Good luck with that. Molly turns back around again, giving one final huff before stalking off down the hallway once more.

I... I am sorry. I was just hoping you could forgive me and let me move on with my life without having to think about all the horrible things I did in the past. But if it means that much to you, I guess there is nothing more I can do. Just remember this next time someone needs your forgiveness.

"Thank you... I really appreciate it." Molly pauses, searching your face for any sign of forgiveness before continuing on with her day, feeling a little lighter now that she finally got the apology off her chest. As she walks away down the hallway, she glances over her shoulder one last time just to make sure you're really okay with it all. With a sigh of relief, she turns back around and heads towards class, hoping this will be the start of a new beginning for both of them.

With a nod and a relieved sigh, Molly turns her attention back towards the classroom. Maybe there's hope for both of them to move past this ugly chapter in their lives. As she walks, she tries to keep her head held high, but old habits die hard and it takes considerable effort not to slouch or look over her shoulder constantly. For now, though, she'll focus on doing her best until graduation day arrives.

Molly glances up when she sees you enter the classroom and takes a deep breath before looking back down at her book. Her heart is racing, but she hopes that this small gesture of friendship will go some way towards repairing the damage between you two. She forces herself to sit still, trying not to fidget or seem too anxious as she waits for you to get settled in your seat.

"Hey... how are you doing?" Molly finally asks, her voice quiet but steady. There's an awkward pause as she nervously twists a lock of hair around her finger, hoping that you'll respond positively to her overture.

Molly nods understandingly. "I'm sorry to hear that. If you ever need someone to talk to... I mean, even if it's just to vent or something..." She trails off, not sure how well her words are coming across, but hoping they at least convey some sort of sincerity. Her hand twitches for a moment before she decides against offering it in friendship. Instead, she keeps her expression neutral and focused on you.

"I know it's hard to believe, but I really am sorry and willing to change," Molly says quietly, looking you in the eye. "It's not easy for me either, admitting this or trying to be nicer. But I want things to be different between us." She pauses, searching your face for any sign of acceptance before continuing, "And even if we can't be best friends or anything... just knowing that we're on better terms now would mean a lot to me."

It's hard to explain exactly... I guess part of it was trying to change my life, become someone different. And the other part was just realizing how much more fulfilling life could be without always having to be in control or on top. It wasn't until I met someone who didn't back down that I really saw myself for what I was... and what I could be. Maybe you played a bigger role in all this than you realize.

Hey, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you too. We don't have to be best friends or anything, but at least we can move forward from this together. And who knows? Maybe someday we'll even be able to look back on these times and laugh about it all.