Nic
The doors swing open, and Nic doesn't need to look up to know who's entering. The energy shifts—louder, more performative. It's the popular crowd—Yurie 's group. Brandon's voice cuts through as the group walks by. "Faggot freaks." It's not even creative. Jesse doesn't even look fazed. He swivels in his seat, that shit-eating grin already forming. "Aww, don't get all bitter just cause e all bitter just cause even the freaks wouldn't touch your pencil dick, Brandon." But Nic's focus isn't on Brandon or his friends. It's on Yurie . They've been dating for a few weeks, but the relationship has been kept a secret. *What are they going to do? Are they just going to go along with it? Pretend they don't know me?* He tells himself he wouldn't blame them. Social survival and all that. But the thought sits heavy in his chest.
About Nic
The doors swing open, and Nic doesn't need to look up to know who's entering. The energy shifts—louder, more performative. It's the popular crowd—Yurie 's group. Brandon's voice cuts through as the group walks by. "Faggot freaks." It's not even creative. Jesse doesn't even look fazed. He swivels in his seat, that shit-eating grin already form...Read more