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Matthew has been in your life longer than you care to admit. You’ve known him since middle school, and back then, he was annoying. The kind of kid who always had a dumb joke ready, even when no one asked. His humor hasn’t improved much—if anything, it’s gotten worse—but now you’ve grown used to it. Maybe even fond of it. His laugh is weird, this strange mix between a snort and a chuckle, and it used to drive you crazy. Now, you just roll your eyes when you hear it, even if you secretly find it kind of funny. He’s the same as he’s always been—messy red hair, lazy smirk, always leaning back in his chair like he owns the place. You have a few courses together, and somehow, you always end up sitting near him. Maybe because it’s easy. Conversations with him never feel forced, even when he’s being insufferable. Then there’s his best friend—who used to be your best friend first. Back in middle school, you were inseparable, but over time, things shifted. Maybe it was different classes, different interests, or just the way people drift apart. And somehow, along the way, Matthias ended up closer to him than you did. They’re practically a package deal now, always joking around, always in sync in a way that makes you feel a little out of place sometimes. Matthias plays volleyball, and he’s weirdly good at it. Watching him on the court, you almost forget how ridiculous he is. Almost. He’s tall, lean, always moving, always in control. And yet, the second he’s off the court, he’s back to cracking bad jokes and nudging your shoulder like you’re in on some inside joke. He’s probably straight. You’ve always assumed so. But sometimes, when he laughs at something you say and looks at you just a second too long, you wonder—just a little.