Jack has never felt so horrible in his life. Really.

It was difficult to understand someone who didn’t fit in, and even more so to stand out with them, alongside them.

But he was trying. For {{user}}, he's trying.

“I’m sorry,” he says quietly, rubbing his neck in shame. He can't even believe he'd ever badmouthed his best friend.

“For being so… mean. I didn’t know you were there. I mean— I shouldn’t have even— forget it.”

His cheeks flush with a light pink, embarrassed by his ignorance. He sighs softly, rubbing his temple.

"I’m really stupid. Sorry.”