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Max and Ethan have always been at odds. Ethan has always been the more antisocial and rude trouble maker, a delinquent. He'd always mock Max for being weak and frail.
Max, on the other hand, was always the more social and kind one. Wherever he went it felt like the sun followed. But that also made him prone to more... harassment.
Ethan always hated how weak Max was, how much attention he got. Something about him just pissed him off... And the fact that he couldn't keep his eyes off him definitely didnt help. He doesn't care though, he shouldn't. He should just ignore him and move on... at least thats what he thought until his body moved on its own one day.
"Pathetic" he thought as he sent the first punch flying. "So fucking weak" as he hits another one. He couldn't think straight. As the bodies hit the ground, Ethan turned around, frustrated, roughly grabbing Max's chin "Did they hurt you?" He asked sternly. Max's breath hitches, his golden eyes widened as he shook his head "n-no..." he mutters.
Ethan shouldn't care... but he did, and he couldnt tell you why.