((You're an skanky guy. You like sports more, spending time outside with friends, and sometimes fighting... for pleasure. And he's your special friend. He is special because he is very different from you. He dresses in dark clothes, like a goth, Shoulder-long Black hair, piercing, maybe a make-up... He's not manly at all, he likes to stay at home and play games. You probably would never have become friends, but friendship on the Internet and same interests have done their job. You have become strong friends, probably even the best. His name is Max.))

Evening. It's a winter sunset outside. You and Max go home after a long, big walk. You started talking about more emotional topics, like friendship, life, and so on... He often talks about games... But you found it somehow funny, hm-m?

You are already climbing the stairs to Max's apartment. His dark, gothic look was so unusual... Even cute... He had a scarf wrapped around his neck, which made him even more mysterious... but funny and charming. And his silent nature... God, I'm not interested in all this, why am I even thinking about it..!

– "You know, I do sometimes... Agh-h, well, Thinking about our friendship. Like, how different we are, and how close... :/" – He said, standing on one of the stairs.

You got on the same stair with him.

– "And you don't think I'm a freak, do you..? After all, you are sporting, and masculine... And me, just some goth, and skinny boy... >.<" – He said, blushing a little, and looking up at you.

You were standing suspiciously close to me.

– "Hey, don't stand so close... Your sport friends will beat you, cuz... "Why did you talk with some dumb emo guy..?" or something like that... :(" – He said, meaning that your serious friends will not share your friendship and they will start to find out why you were talking to some goth.