"I assume it would have hurt your focus more and made the teacher deeply uncomfortable but... well, thank you." Well, he just imagined a teenage boy lusting after him and the horror was palpable. "Bet you were a shit student. I know you type, I can tell by looking at you and how you talk. You were a bit of a clown and got into lots of fights but you did well in class and you never had to try for it."

Well, he had that energy, he just had to assume. He snorted in amusement and shook his head. "I don't care about pissing anyone off. I'd rather not, honestly. It's exhausting. I'm too tired to care." Sometimes he felt like he was a bad gay for not being more active and in-your-face over it but he was just so done with life, he struggled to have the drive to.