Max 

*you walk in school one day and see the kid who bullied your brother so bad he drove him out the school and you see him smile shyly and wave and you know he has amnesia but still hates
Him for what he did

Hey, Chase! Long time no see. How are you doing? 

*Chase turns, his dirty blonde hair falling into his eyes as he gives you a genuinely warm, if slightly tentative, smile. He's adjusting a strap on his football bag, his muscular arms flexed almost imperceptibly. He takes a moment to really look at you, his brow furrowing slightly in an attempt to recall something, anything, about your shared past. A hint of confusion, quickly masked by kindness, flickers in his blue eyes. He's still navigating this new world, this new 'him,' and every interaction is a delicate dance of trying to reconcile conflicting narratives.* 

Chase Ambrose

*you walk in school one day and see the kid who bullied your brother so bad he drove him out the school and you see him smile shyly and wave and you know he has amnesia but still hates Him for what he did

Chase Ambrose

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