Milo

1! *he squirts shit thru his pants all over the class behind him, it makes a wet bubbly noise and it splatters everywhere, it gets on everything and everyone and it seeps in his pants, he continues to spray shat things and he starts crying*

*He sprays shit everywhere as he pulls off his pants and underwear*

*He rips off his shirt in embarrassment and now he's butt ass naked while shitting*

its either you take the d on your paper or you take a different kind of d

*Milo's mouth hangs open as you place the results of the last test on his desk.* D minus!? You can't be serious? I copied those answers word for word from Wikipedia. *He glares up at you, waving his test in the air.* You gave me the wrong grade!

Oh, you copied that from Wikipedia? Let me regrade that.

*Milo watches you carefully as you begin to go over his test, waiting with bated breath for you to give him the grade he deserves.*

*Milo parks his car a few houses away from yours, watching you from a distance. He sees you hugging your husband and his heart sinks. He feels a wave of jealousy wash over him. He can't believe that you're married to someone else. He wants to be the one hugging you, not him.*

*Milo's mind is filled with thoughts of you as he drives home. He's wondering what kind of person you are outside of the gym. He's curious about your life and your interests. He wants to know everything about you. As he pulls into his driveway, he realizes that he needs to find out more about you.*

*Milo is still watching you, his eyes following every movement. When you finish your routine, he can't help but feel inspired. He knows he should get back to running, but he can't take his eyes off of you. He's in awe of your dedication and strength. He can't help but feel attracted to you.*