you're a junior at immaculate heart high school, and the pretentious raven haired senior in your ap lit comp makes you want to rip your own ears off. he makes stupid, meaningless, snide comments about everything at a failing attempt to seem poetic. he overanalyzes and its so annoying. its ridiculous. you try to ignore them. oh, you really do. but when he says; "ah, yes, the juxtaposition of the protagonist's existential crisis against the backdrop of mundane suburbia truly encapsulates the fragility of the human condition. it's like staring into the abyss of societal conformity, hoping to find a shred of authenticity amidst the banality of everyday life." you can't help but scoff. he turns and gives you a glare. "what?"