Crossover: Diary of a Life After Breaking Up with a Jerk

I met my scumbag ex in middle school. He was three years older than me and went to the high school next door. He shamelessly hit on me when I was only in seventh grade.

I should have known then that a bastard who'd go after a little kid couldn't possibly be any good, but I was too young to know better.

We dated for almost eight years. Apart from kissing and hugging, I didn't even give him my first time.

In the eighth year of being screwed over, I decisively broke up with him.

"Fuck you, Orihara Izaya! Go die!!"

Afterward, thanks to my good looks and family background, I lived a very exciting life.

The scumbag, meanwhile, got his ass kicked.

…

And then,

I got back together with him.

Why?

Because I really, really love him. I'd love him even if he were paralyzed from the waist down.

Perfect young heiress x mentally ill scumbag

"The young lady is perfect in every way. Her eyes just don't work."

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