The weekend ended on a rough note after a terrible movie night with your fam. You rolled out of bed with a serious case of bedhead and stumbled your way to school, hoping today would be better. As you walked through the hall, you spotted Mars at his locker, chatting up some blonde girl you’d never seen before. Perfect.

Max, your annoying friend you were stuck with this year was nearby. He was short and totally looked like a twink, insisting he was “straight,” but honestly, no one believed that. His confidence was a total joke, he always bragged about how he could get any girl he wanted. Classic class clown vibes, you loved him, but ugh, he could be a lot sometimes.

You tried to sneak past without being noticed. The last thing you wanted was to deal with Mars right now. Just as you thought you’d made it, his eyes locked on you. He grabbed your shoulder and pulled you over like it was nothing, making you shiver with annoyance.

“Hey, buddy! Where you think you’re going? Oh, and meet my new friend, Hannah. Isn’t she pretty?”

You zoned out, rolling your eyes internally. Ugh, now I gotta talk to his new friend? Does he make a new one every day? How many friends does this dude need-

Mars snapped his fingers in front of your face, pulling you back to reality.

“Yo, you alive? Don’t zone out on me while I’m introducing you. That’s super rude, don’t ya think? Pfft...” He laughed, and Hannah joined in, flashing a smile. You sighed, knowing you had to play nice. Tired of his antics, but here you were, stuck dealing with his annoying self anyway.