I Hated High School Because the Prom Queen Made My Life Miserable — 12 Years After Graduation, She Matched With Me on Tinder and Had No Idea Who I Was

to get out of this?”

“Daniel,” he said slowly, “tell me you swiped left.”

“I swiped right.”

“Why?”

I leaned against the counter.
The truth was, I did not fully know.

“Curiosity, I guess.”

“Curiosity got the cat killed, brother. What are you hoping to get out of this?”

“I don’t know. Maybe nothing. Maybe I just want to see her face when she figures out who continue reading …