imagine this: you’re walking through school. it’s your first day of class after moving to a new area. you go to your first period class. there’s only one spot left, next to a lanky person with messy black hair.
you sit next to them. “hey,” they say. you reply with a greeting of your choice. suddenly, the bell rings, and your new first period teacher walks in.
“hello class,” she groans in a low voice. oh geez, you knew this person was an old conservative woman right from the get-go. “welcome to your new class in high school. would anyone like to introduce themselves?”
the tall person next to you stands up. “me,” they say. the teacher nods, muttering something under her breath. “hello, i’m max. i love history and i’m into the social justice movement. i’d love to meet people with similar vi-”
“shut the hell up,” the teacher says in response. max sits down.
the two of you begin to get along, making jokes about the latest fads and having matching wallpapers. you begin texting and making jokes about how your teacher looks like sans with tits. that’s when you’re scrolling down your dashboard one afternoon.
there’s a promo with an icon of an anime character, with the user having the url “ilovegeorgewbush”. the promo reads, “hey im max and im gay. promo me?”
you assumed the url was a joke. you decided to go on this max’s blog. soon you found out, no, this wasnt a joke. “dont follow if you think you like george w. bush, past president of the united states, more than me. this is not a joke just fuck off.”
you begin to laugh uncontrollably before you look at their face tag.
it’s the max from school.
you feel your laughing come to a halt.