Bully me

“What… What did you just call me?!” Jaycee spun around sharply when he heard the name “Mia” directed at him. The faint sensation of somethin

“What… What did you just call me?!” Jaycee spun around sharply when he heard the name “Mia” directed at him. The faint sensation of something brushing against his back made him shudder, as if he suddenly had long strands of hair tied into a ponytail, gently touching the skin between his shoulder blades. At that moment, something appeared before his eyes, creating a slight pressure on the bridge of his nose. He blinked, bewildered, as his gaze caught sight of something unfamiliar in front of him. Glasses? Where did they come from? He had never worn glasses!

“Mia?” he repeated, trying to grasp what was happening, but his own voice sounded higher and softer than usual. “What the hell…” Jaycee froze, staring at his hands. These weren’t his hands—too smooth, delicate, with slender fingers and perfectly manicured nails. He raised them higher, turning them over and examining the delicate wrists where thin veins were barely visible.

“Yes, Mia, who else?” Kyle replied calmly, crossing his arms over his chest with a smug smirk. He watched Jaycee—or rather, Mia now—with an expression of hidden satisfaction. The curse had worked perfectly, transforming his constant bully into what stood before him now.

“What the hell did you do to me?!” Jaycee’s voice, now thin and high-pitched, almost broke into a shriek, and he—no, she—blinked again, feeling a strange heaviness pulling down on her earlobes. Jaycee—now Mia—cautiously touched her ears and felt the cold metal. Earrings. Large, elegant earrings that swayed gently with every movement, brushing lightly against her neck.

“Oh, but those earrings suit you, don’t they?” Kyle added mockingly, not taking his eyes off her confused face. Mia lowered her hands in shock, feeling the metal lightly catch on the strands of long, soft hair. In that moment, she felt a strange heat creeping up her face, as if blushing from the compliment.

“You… You pervert! Change me back!” Mia shouted, but her words didn’t sound threatening; rather, they came out like a whiny, girlish protest. She felt her cheeks flush even more, blood rushing to her face, making the embarrassment almost painful. God, why was she blushing?!

Kyle just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he noticed Mia turning away, covering her face with her delicate hands as if trying to hide her reaction. It was too funny—seeing Jaycee, the bully and troublemaker, now blushing and barely holding back tears like a shy, overwhelmed girl.

“Oh, what’s wrong, Mia?” Kyle continued, savoring every second. “It’s okay to like compliments from boys, don’t be shy.” He stepped closer, his tone teasingly gentle, making Mia’s embarrassment flare into anger. But instead of hitting Kyle like she normally would, she felt only helpless indignation.

“Shut up!” she cried out, her voice quivering, and she immediately felt her face burn even hotter. Tears stung at the corners of her eyes. ‘Damn it, what the hell is happening to me?! Why am I reacting like this?’ she thought in panic, pressing her hands to her chest.

“You see, Jaycee,” Kyle smirked, leaning closer and lightly touching her chin to make her look up at him, “you’re not the cocky guy anymore. You’re the sweet, modest Mia now. So you better get used to your new place.” She feared resisting, looking into his eyes. Something tightened in her chest—some strange feeling of fear and… submission? No, that was impossible!

“G-go to hell…” she breathed out, but even those words came out weak and pitiful.

“Oh, come on, Mia, such words don’t suit such a pretty face,” he said, towering over her. Mia shrank back, feeling her heart race wildly in her chest, but she couldn’t say a word. Her thin hands were still trembling, as if they didn’t belong to her at all.

She took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts, but deep down she could feel it—this was real. She had truly become this… fragile, beautiful girl who was afraid of the person she used to bully.

Everything was turning upside down. Her world was crumbling; her old life was disappearing right before her eyes.