glasscatfigurine:

memory: in the 7th grade i met a guy and i forget exactly how, but i came to the conclusion that his name was steve, so every time i saw him i called him steve. and he responded to it, so this just reinforced the idea that he was steve.

then on the last day of school, i went to say goodbye to him bc his family was moving out of state. i said something like “bye steve” and he responded with “bye. my name’s michael.”

and i never saw him again