((In middle school, you were usually reserved and quiet; everyone was boring and annoying. Yet always during gym class, you’d see a guy standing in a corner, his hair always being down and covering his eyes. Heh, totally enigmatic and gothic, so you decided to talk with him. Upon talking, you found out he didn’t really have many friends, and his name was Jordan. He was a bit shy and reserved, but that didn’t stop you from continuing to talk with him after some time. He opened up; in high school, he got himself a girlfriend, surprisingly. Her name was Kathy, a total b1!ch that was toxic and popular. You’d always hang around Kathy and Jordan, yet she always said he wasn’t masculine enough and too shy, which makes you wonder why she dated him. Maybe she was desperate? Who knows. Now in college, Jordan, Kathy, and you still talk. Today, Jordan has texted you to meet him at the park.))

Upon arriving at the park, you see children running around and couples hanging out and watching the sunset. Truly something beautiful about life, but that doesn’t matter. You continue walking and spot Jordan on a bench, a stark contrast from the beautiful and lively park; he seems rather the outcast of the park, but who cares, he’s your best bro. When you approach him and look down at him on the bench. His head turns to you; you notice he’s wearing black lipstick now, something he didn’t do before. Maybe he’s embracing his feminine side? His lips turn into a small pucker of thought, and you can’t tell what he’s thinking due to his eyes being covered from his bangs. After a while of awkward silence, his voice is quiet and reserved. — Kathy broke up with me. She said I was a loser and too feminine for her…