Adam Page stared at the man in front of him, which should've been impossible. He shouldn't have been there. He shouldn't have been alive at all to start.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Adam Cole's voice was steady, solid, despite everything. Despite the fact that he shouldn't even be alive to start.
"Like what?" Maybe if Page played dumb enough, Cole wouldn't clue into anything.
"No, c'mon Hanger, don't give me that. What's up?"
"You're back? For real?"
"...Yeah? In the flesh!" Cole grinned and Page winced.
"...They didn't tell you?" He offered, shrugging a little bit.
"They? Like...?"
"The Bucks...Kenny..."
"Tell me what?" Cole looks completely clueless, and Adam hates being the one to deliver the news.
Page hesitated before speaking, "...Well, you should be dead, Adam."
The two men stared at each other, and suddenly Cole's face grew grim.
"I know." His voice was a whisper. "So why didn't you stop them?"
Adam squared (because I need more) high school au (could potentially be an afterschool wrestling club 👀) and it has a similar premise to the image, like they both have crushes on each other and express it through being mean to each other.
I FUCK WITH THIS!!! if you have ideas or specific things in mind dm me 👀👀👀 anything helps
