I'm particularly salty after work today, so I'll share
>Be me in 8th grade, one of those "I'm not like other girls" kind of people, not at all subtle about my power level
>Friends are mostly band kids, and there's a 6th grader, we'll call him Peter
>Peter finds out I like anime and immediately becomes my friend, which I didn't mind at first because I'd just learned to deal with my anxiety/depression and lost most of my old friends because of it
>"Well, he's into anime so it can't be that bad, right?"
>Have another friend we'll call Jasper, who I was really close with
>We were both weebs, but relatively casual about it so it was fun
>Peter would constantly interrupt Jasper/try to force his way into our conversations
>"Hey, Anon, you know what your name would be in Japanese?"
>Literally my name pronounced with an engrish accent
>Became his friend recently after the release of Pokemon HGSS, so I was super into that
>Peter would hover and watch me play while constantly being over-critical of how I played, telling me I was using the wrong moves/etc
>One day, Jasper comes in really upset
>Jasper has a borderline emotionally abusive relationship with her grandmother, and her grandmother essentially called her ugly/greasy, constantly mentions that Jasper will be the reason she dies
>I'm sitting alone with her, trying to console her
>Peter comes up and acts like nothing is even going on, constantly asking "how the otakus are doing" and trying to bring up dumb weeby shit
>I snap at him because obviously Jasper is extremely upset and doesn't want to hear his bullshit
>"W-Why do all the otakus hate me" and he skulks off
>For some goddamn reason forgive him later because I don't like being mean/hurting feelings at such a young age