Michael was always the top student in my grade. He told me I was a genius and that I was going to be president of the United States. He definitely blurted these things out as if he couldn’t help it. He was clearly ordered to stay away from me. It was very clearly difficult for him to do so.
Michael from my high school is being framed by her.
We’re clearly soul friends.
“Yes.”
We look alike.
Michael was tipping me off about the direction I was going to take.