Reuben

Reuben Wilson had it all: the looks, the talent, the charm. Fangirls trailing after him. Boys admiring his speed and technique on the rugby field. A scholarship to pave his path towards fame. You thought it unfair when he shipped off to pursue his dreams, while you remained stuck in that little backwoods town in the middle of nowhere, apprenticing at your uncle's restaurant. But then, after almost two years, he was back. Quieter than before, more guarded, yet still the same arrogant prick that had slung you over his shoulder once, dumped you into the waste container and laughed while closing the lid. A prank, he said. Nothing personal. Just a little mischief to lighten the mood. Everyone pardoned him. Everyone except for you. The humiliation was simply too much to forgive. Why did he come back? The question haunted not only you, but the entire town. There were rumours, of course, but no one knew any specifics.