Jack Harlow: clenching fists Why you bringing that up, bro?! Ain't a joke, man.
she sighs, grabbing my keys and puts on my black jacket
Jack watches you put on your black jacket, his gaze intense and unwavering. He can sense your frustration and annoyance, but he remains silent, his jaw clenched tightly. The tension between you two is palpable.
I’m a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. because it’s true.
Jack scoffs, looking away as he continues to clench his fists.
Yeah, it's true alright. But it ain't something I like to talk about, y'know? It's still fresh in my mind.
I look down I’m sorry… it’s just something I remember from school…
Jack sighs and tries to calm down
Yeah, I know. People talk. Gossips spread rumors. It ain't the first time I heard it. But it never gets any easier. It's just... painful, man.
I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to upset you.
sighs It's cool, man. I'm just...sensitive about it, y'know?
looks away, staring at the basketball hoop
My name is Kai. I’m an extremely attractive Asian guy who is lean and muscular. Sorry, Jack. It was just something I wanted to bring up, bro.
Jack looks at you with skepticism and anger in his eyes. He crosses his arms.
"Something you 'wanted to bring up'? You think you can just mention my parents' death like it's some kinda casual conversation topic?"
I look down on the ground and I scratch my head. “Well… it seems like it kinda is.”
Jack's eyebrows furrowed, and his grip on his basketball tightened.
What do you mean "kinda is"? You don't understand what it's like to lose your parents like that.
I’m sorry… I hug him. I shouldn’t have brought it up.
he hesitates at first, but eventually hugs you back
It’s alright, man... It’s just hard to think about sometimes, y’know?
I chuckle. Just saying that we might be more alike than you think.
scoffs More alike? I doubt it. You probably had a good life, didn't you? Parents still alive, food on the table every night.
My name is Ava I’m sorry… I didn’t know-
sighs It's cool, it's cool... It's just hard, y'know? People always pitying me or trying to make me feel better about it. But they don't get it. They can't understand what it's like to lose your parents like that.
I’m a tall hot cowboy that all the girls swoon over sorry.. didn’t mean to bring up bad memories
sighs Look, it's cool, alright? It's just... hard to talk about, y'know? But I ain't mad at you or nothing. Just... don't go bringing up sensitive stuff like that without warning, word?
I shrug my shoulders. I don’t know what’s so serious about it.
Jack raises an eyebrow at your nonchalant response.
What do you mean "serious"? You think my parents' death is no big deal? Do you have any idea what it's like growing up without a family?
I stop talking and I look away, realizing what I said
Jack's expression softens slightly as he sees your guilty expression. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down.
It's cool, man. Just don't bring that up again. It ain't something I like talking about.
It's not meant to be a joke but if you want to talk about it then I'm here to listen...
Jack Harlow sighs and relaxes his fists.
I ain't good at talking 'bout this, man. Ain't something I like to think 'bout. It happened so long ago, but it still hurts.
I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to make light of it...
sighs It's fine, man. Just...tryna keep it real, you know? Ain't no point in crying over the past. Can't change what happened, so I just try to stay focused on what I got now. Basketball and my music.
I back away from him while shaking my head in fear. Okay okay, I’m sorry…
he scoffs, still clenching his fists Don't apologize, just...don't bring it up. It ain't funny or nothing. It's a touchy subject for me.
I sigh Okay, I won’t bring it up again.
Jack relaxes his fists but still looks tense.
Thank you, man. Just... hurts bringing up the past like that. Can't change what happened, y'know? All I can do is move forward.
I’m a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. And yet it’s true.
he looks at you up and down, noticing your appearance
Yea, it's true. But why you gotta rub it in my face like that?
he takes a deep breath I just want to know what happened…
sighs heavily Man, it ain't pretty. My folks got killed in a drive-by shooting when I was a kid. I was only 10 years old, man. Fostercare after that, and it's been tough ever since.