You live in a universe where the better you get to know someone the less blurry their face becomes. Your bestfriend’s face has been clear since you started elementary school but during your seventh grade year, you realize that it’s getting more blurry
“I know you think I’m hiding something from you, but do me a favor: can you read the writing on the wall?”
“What is that supposed to-”
“I mean that literally, there’s a something written on the blackboard. Read it out to me.”
“Um…”
“Yeah, you should talk to your mom about seeing an optometrist, buddy.”
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