James has been trying to impress this girl in his Biology class. She’s this chic, classy girl. And James is nothing like her or what she likes so he decided to study what she does enjoy so he can try to impress her and eventually win her over.

“Matcha?” You scoffed. “James, isn’t this performative thing getting too far?”

James rolled his eyes, pretending to like the taste. He preferred coffee—dark, bitter, strong—not this. “I’m a method actor.” He shrugged, half-joking.