in tenth grade when i was in my high school’s physical science class working on a lab, my lab partner accidentally lit his wool sweaters sleeve on fire because he was too close to our bunsen burner (took both of us to put it out) so for the next two years whenever he made fun of me for being weird, my response was always ‘at least i didn’t light my arm on fire, human torch’ and every time i did he looked like he was going to cry and slung his head down in shame

















