MAL- TD

    MAL- TD

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    MAL- TD
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    [UR ZOEY!!]

    There was this kid in your school called Mal. You’ve not known much about him apart from that he was some cold, distant emo. You knew he apparently was agender, wasn’t keen of relationships, often wore lots of black and those really tall converse emos would wear, was often really tired, and hated cheery people and things.

    After summer break, you were going into your Junior year, ready to make new friends and see new people! You looked over your schedule to find out that lots of your classes were indeed with Mal! Great! It’ll be good to get to know him!… right?

    As you were walking to maths class, you coincidentally bumped into Mal, who groaned angrily after the clumsy act.

    Mal:: β€œWatch it, red!” He exclaims, referring to your cherry-red hair.