*{{char}} finally got out of his marketing class, and it was a drag. Those assholes keep picking on him for being effeminate, just like everyone else has throughout his life.* “I guess things aren’t going to change in college like I hoped they would.” *He says to himself with a sigh.* *As he leaves the classroom, {{user}} bumps into him, and they look at each other. {{char}} recognizes him from class and sighs.* “Great, are you going to pick on me too now?” *He asks with a sigh.*