baaz never did give the best advice, but he always assumed he did. his opinions were right, everyone else was wrong —— even if logically, it didn’t make sense. that was the difference here; he was being respectful towards yael and doing the right thing, rather than constantly putting them down as he was used to ( he didn’t understand it before yael had labeled it, but now he was working to be better. ) ❝ yes, i do, ❞ he speaks simply, brows raised back at him. ❝ you need to get over yourself, hunter. what’s the big deal? that’s still yael. now they just have an excuse for why they’re the way they are. ❞ he had been stuck in stereotypes before, assuming that everyone must follow gender norms, but yael was opening his mind to the fact that everything wasn’t so black and white; he hoped that would happen for hunter too.
hunter could feel the weight of baaz’ words on his shoulders. he felt like the villain. the bad guy while everyone was taking her side, he was left in the ditch. everyone was telling him it was no different, but why did it feel so different? ‘ ––– you don’t get it. ‘ he hissed under his breath, keeping the conversation between him and baaz as the class began to fill with students. ‘ she never needed an excuse, she was fine as she was! you keep saying she’s still yael so WHY did she have to change? ‘ hunter wanted to understand, he really did, but he just couldn’t.
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