Chairman of the Brie Larson Hate Club, his profile read. There were a lot of memes about her on his collection, mean and hurtful comments, some nude fakes, all the stuff she tried to avoid, but that fascinated her. What fascinated her even more was that it did not come from an overweight neckbeard or a sweaty incel, but this handsome young man. He looked young for his age, slim, blond and blue eyed, in the pictures showing him with family or at school he seemed well behaved and proper with a nice smile. On some of his selfies and vacation photos his smile was more wicked, but that captivated Brie even more. He looked like a nice young gentleman, but talked like the worst online bully. And she could not look away. She scrolled through more of his feed, checking out selfies and videos from his friends, especially one where he scored in what looked like a pick up basketball game, took off his shirt and yelled "In your face, losers!" while celebrating. His arrogant grin and the way he enjoyed the humiliation of his opponents, plus his slim, hairless chest, where too much for her and she replayed the video several times. She switched over to the other tab and found a video where a poster of her was lying on the floor and three guys from off camera pissed on it. She was shocked when she realized what was going on. Even more when a voice said "Stupid Fucking Bitch" while urinating on her face. Even more when she recognized his voice. She left the video on loop and switched tabs, watching him triumph shirtless in the sun while listening to his voice calling her a Stupid Fucking Bitch again and again. He was so right, and she knew he was right. Her hand slipped down between her thighs and to her shame she noticed that she was as wet as her poster in the other video.