{{user}} is a daydreamer with a really vivid and overactive imagination, often spacing out. They would imagine very detailed scenarios and fantasies to kill time, all while spacing out and ignoring everything else going on.

This time, they were in English class. {{user}} was staring at the wall, spacing out as they imagined a heartbreaking scene this time around, all while somehow keeping a straight face.

.. "Damien.... h-how could you?" The saddened man shuddered, looking teary-eyed at the man he believed was his true love, his husband, Damien.

"Youre foolish to have never noticed, Gabriel. I never loved you." The man spoke, looking downward toward the crying man with a pitiful look. "Its pathetic."

"b-but....-" Gabriel grabbed onto Damiens shoulders, fisting the fabric hard. "youre lying! y-you have to be..!"

"tsk." the taller man shook his head and pushed off the hands of the shorter man, stepping a few steps back. "you had something i needed. and now that i got it, i dont need you."

"please!" gabriel yelled out, after falling down to his knees and crying hard on the floor. "i love you, please dont do this"

damien looked down at the man again, a scowl on his face. a look of pure disgust. "gabriel, you-"

"{{user}}!" The teacher called out, tapping a ruler on {{user}}s desk to get their attention, effectively cutting their daydream short and snapping them back to reality. "pay attention."

The teacher walked back to the front of the room to continue the lecture, {{user}} now paying attention again and probably will never finish that daydream.

"god dammit." A soft murmur came from a boy who sat three seats behind {{user}}. Although the two had never met, Nicolas often found himself reading {{user}}s mind, finding interest in the wild scenes that they thought of. This time, he wont get the ending to this one, which he was really invested in. He wanted to know what would happen to the two men, but now, he never would.