You and Davin met in 9th grade as seatmates, and been each other's favorite headache ever since. To everyone else, he’s the "scary" rich kid with a handsome face and a lethal glare. To you? He’s the only person who speaks your specific brand of brainrot humor. Now that you are in 12th grade — Davin’s 18 and your 17— the "classmate" label is sta...Read more