118 Elements - a series of shorts - K

Rewritten - bc the old version sucked.

So this is basically just an author rant, not really a canon part of their universe. Most of the rest of the story is canon though.

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I'm gonna talk about one of my weirdest friendships. (i live a boring life, this is my only real social life issue) So let's name the guy potassium bc he gives me potassium vibes for no reason.

Okay, let's start from the very beginning. I feel like how we first spoke is honestly kinda interesting. It's a story I repeat too often but I can't get over the fact that this was just so damn story like.

It was seventh grade. We were back from Covid, and everyone's classes were reshuffled. I ended up in the same class as Potassium. We're completely different people from different social spheres of the classroom. So backstory is, I was doodling on the board after school, bc the math teacher had left the online students' profile pic on the projector. So I drew one guy glasses.

Then somehow potassium showed up from behind, all chill like, told me to pass the whiteboard marker and drew a funny French moustache and a goatee. I was wondering what he was gonna do considering I didn't know the first thing about him. But it all ended well. For the timebeing, at least.

And that's how we met. Over a crudely drawn moustache. I swear, the internal workings of my brain are like a sitcom that no one watches.

Anyway, after that, nothing much happened. We were in the same class, sure, but we didn't really talk. He was still the chill guy, I was still the awkward doodler. We existed in the same room, but in different dimensions.

Then, eighth grade rolled around. And things got... weirder.

Eighth grade. That's when the Potassium weirdness really blossomed. Lunchtime, right? My friends are yakking about whatever, I'm zoning out, staring at the cafeteria ceiling tiles, you know, the usual.

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Then, Potassium just... appears. This is one such example, but don't worry, this wasn't first impression. But then at the time I didn't think much into it.

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"Hey," he says, all casual, like we're discussing the weather. Except we're not.

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"Hey," I reply, because what else do you say to a guy who materializes next to you?

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"You know," he says, leaning back in his chair, "I saw a dead guy the other day."

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My brain does a hard reset. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah," he says, like he's talking about the latest episode of some show. "Mutilated leg. On the road near my house."

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I stare at him. Is this a joke? Is he trying to freak me out? Is this just his way of making small talk?

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"Uh... okay," I say, because I'm clearly a master of conversation. "That's... something."

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He just shrugs. "Yeah. Anyway, did you finish the math homework?"

And just like that, we're talking about quadratic equations. Like a dead guy with a mangled leg is just a normal, everyday topic of conversation.

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This is basically how it went. Random, out-of-nowhere conversations about the weirdest stuff. Dead guys, existential questions about the meaning of life, theories on why pigeons are secretly government drones. He'd just drop these conversational bombs and then seamlessly transition to something completely mundane.

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My friends? They just saw me talking to him. Mostly just saw him come up and talk to me. They didn't hear the conversations. They just saw me, talking to the weird kid.

Everyone just considers him introverted and fairly normal. Average person. Kinda like the chill guy meme, you know?

Thats what he reminds me of every time.

-- PART 2 --

So now onto the reason why I picked this element.

A) It was so freaking INFURIATING to figure out a character based off this. I don't have any side characters or main character tertiary powers with this element.

I know I just made up a character for Ca based off an irl person but see how much I tried, I don't have any close friends who are totally spontaneous and explosive. And you guys read the rant above right - the guy in question I'm yapping about doesn't fit that description either.

That's where explanation B comes in.

B) Myself.

If I try to objectively think about it, I most likely have the shortest fuse out of all my friends. One thing which gets me pissed quickly is shipping.

I feel like I have expressed this and got this out of my system through my Not Your Ordinary series, particularly book 1. So that character arc for me is done. I developed the bloodline recently and chapter closed.

This is the new thing that just randomly came to mind. And the more I let it marinate, the more it just pissed me off. Till the point where I imploded.

Hence this is an element which kind of seems to resonate with me here. Violent, explosive and exothermic for no reason.

I know I'm overthinking this but I feel like my therapy here is to just write it out. Even if I feel it's completely cringe, hey idc, Ima just get it out.

--- PART 3 ---

So... in 8th one of my friends made a statement, asking me wth is going on. "He seems to have kinda sought you."

My clueless ass was like, "wdym?"

She was implying he had a crush on me. I shrugged it off at the time bc I was still in the middle of my 'people are accusing me of crushing on a guy and that's the biggest problem on earth' arc.

But it's coming back to haunt me all the time. Idk why I put myself through this bs, it's so annoying. And then in 9th the same girl, who btw had forgotten she said that, made another bold statement.

"Is this guy using you for notes? Bc he's absent a lot, and.... I DON'T MEAN HE'S MANIPULATING YOU BUT--- *proceeds to justify herself but it just came out so weirdly*"

Okay, fair point but idk, it's all still weird.

And don't worry, my friendship with this girl isn't bad. This confident statement is coming from a girl who just randomly out of nowhere once called a guy in my class 'cute'. So yeah.

Trust me, I gaslight myself over everything I can think of.

The thoughts come at me - violent, explosive, exothermic, burning with a sweet little lilac flame but then it just takes over myself and I may seem normal but then I'm losing it inside and...

Okay I should really stop yapping.

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K

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