Chad and the Incel

2nd Post: [Venting] Was invited to a Chad's house, I want to die

Becky wore a scarf one day and five minutes was all it took for Chad to start mourning the sight of her neck. There was no training that day, so after school he headed to the library, knowing she would go there. He was right, and to his delight she took off her scarf. As she browsed the selection, he pretended to do the same thing.

A sizeable chunk of his soul yelled, 'Creep!' at the rest of it, but he ignored that voice and slowly encroached upon her until he stood next to her.

'So...' he began in a voice deep enough to show vocal fry, which was his attempt to sound casual. 'What have you been up to?'

Becky gave him a wary stare but answered. 'Not much. Just reading and gaming.'

'Oh yeah? What games do you play?'

'Well, I've been playing Final Fantasy 13 again. Lightning's cute.' As soon as she said the last sentence, she covered her mouth and coughed into it. 'So, uh, what book are you looking for?'

'Oh, well...' Chad laughed nervously. 'I kind of just wanted to see you.' Becky rose an eyebrow. 'Not in a creepy way! Um, I just...'

'I'm pretty sure you saying it's not creepy makes it worse. I've got to be honest- I thought you would be better at this than that. I thought you'd have had more practice.'

Chad laughed again. 'I, uh, um.... guess it means you're one of the lucky few who I've had an interest in.'

'Whom you've had an interest in.' She lifted her shoulders and covered her mouth again. She took a few deep breaths and let go of her mouth. 'I'm sorry, but I like someone else.'

Those words pushed Chad's heart down to the depths of his body. He froze as he felt cold shivers run down his arms and legs. It took him a while to be able to open his mouth.

'Cool. I'll... see you later, then.' He forced a smile onto his face as we waved goodbye and headed out of the library. He took out his phone and went onto his contact list. He reminded himself to get a photo of Noah to add to his contact information. He then reminded himself that it would probably be hard to convince Noah to take a photo of himself. Something along the lines of selfies being 'a way for attractive normies to show their narcissism and ugly chicks to make themselves forget how ugly they are.' Noah had then muttered something about ugly girls still getting boyfriends while ugly guys get nothing. Chad had considered asking him for evidence of that, but he decided not to press the issue and instead let Noah's anger subside.

Yes, Noah and Chad had had a couple of chats, though they hadn't made any conclusive plans. The conversation about selfies had come about when they saw a student taking a photo with her food.

Outside the library, Chad leaned against the wall and sent Noah a message.

Let's head to my place soon to figure out what we're going to do. Are you free Saturday?

He typed his address and a possible time for Noah to come over. Noah took a while to reply.

Whatever. It's not like I've got anything else to do. Won't you be busy?

Chad raised an eyebrow before typing.

Why?

Noah's response caused Chad to be torn between laughing and sinking into self-loathing.

Won't you be sleeping with some chick?

Chad grit his teeth but didn't bother replying, somehow knowing that this would result in the conversation spiralling into utter madness.

Saturday arrived and so did Noah, knocking on the door to Chad's house. This time he wore a shirt featuring a muscular CGI man with a scar across the bridge of his nose wielding two swords. Chad considered asking who it was but he thought he sort of recognised it from a game he hadn't played.