Aron Lazarus was a popular kid in your high school; captain of the football team with most girls swooning over him. One day you’re sitting on the bleachers with Kelly, the team running drills. They stop after a bit & stand a bit away; Kelly turns to you, speaking loudly.

“Compliment me,tell me my hair looks beautiful.” She smiles & flips her hair. “But your hair looks disgusting. Did you even shower?” You ask. The team overheard & laughed, turning their attention to you, Kelly red faced.