Three years ago, I was an ugly, penniless simp. I groveled at her feet for three years, only to get this in return:
"You look like a dog. Even having you lick me feels disgusting."
Later, I got plastic surgery and had an AI chip implanted in my pupils. It could read other people's emotions and precisely control my facial muscles, crafting "the most captivating face."
But because of it, I lost the ability to smile genuinely forever.
Until one night, she took a stunning look at me across the banquet table. "You... have we met before?"
I lifted my head slightly. "Yes. You once told me to get lost."
This time, I won't be going anywhere. I'll make her pay the full price for humiliating me back then.
