Isabel was her name. I could never forgive her. At 5β²2β³ she was exactly one foot shorter than me. She was beautiful, with dark-brown yet gleaming hair, bright blue-green eyes and a mischievous smile. Her lips were full, she had a cute smallish nose and a cute deepish philtrum. She was way out of my league, if that even is a thing.
I was envious of her a lot, she was just as intelligent as me, but my social skills were ridiculous compared to hers and although I considered myself above average attractive, I had nothing on her beauty.
A few years ago I met her on a college trip and we and a bunch of other students were forced inside a team for a week. We got to know each other very well that week and had a blast of a time that week, our team even ended up winning the competition. I was very attracted to her and almost started obsessing about her. Even though I shared a room with some guys, at night I'd fantasize about her and silently and secretly masturbate.
I think she knew I liked her back then, and we both knew I had no chance. She was constantly the center of attention and she subtly rejected many hots guys that week. Out of jealousy, I was gossiping about her with another friend from our team, I called her an uptight cunt. She later found on I told her and I found out she was vengeful.
She did something I will never forgive, I won't disclose any details, but she pretty much publicly humiliated me and used her manipulative social skills to turn everyone against me, to the point that I became a social outcast, resulting in me even leaving the college and studying something else elsewhere.
She probably had forgotten me after a while, but I had never forgotten her, and whenever I felt down or socially uncomfortable I'd be reminded of her. A few years later I had a completely different life, I had just graduated and got a great entry job in my field. I started investing in stocks and not much later I already had great profits. I made hitting the gym a habit and I gained a lot of muscle mass.
I was starting to consider myself successful and finally regained a lot of the confidence that Isabel destroyed. One night I was driving through the city of the college I met her and I stumbled upon her. She didn't notice me but I saw her clearly. She was just as beautiful as before. Maybe she looked al little more mature, I noticed how despite her fit and thin body her ass was seductively sticking out in her tight leather-like pants.