( 5:24 AM ) shut up christine
His name is Scott.
He doesn’t know me. He’s a freshman at some fancy Ivy League. He’s really shy. His roommates hate him. He comes up with new math formulas for fun. He does pushups because there’s nothing else to do. He has a hard time meeting people, especially girls. He spends most of his time alone.
He’s lonely.
Every so often he writes about his life in his journal, and I read about it in my room, 2000 miles away.
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