"I mean you're not unattractive, but you're definitely not what I'd call a snack, sorry," Mark said, feeling like he needed to be honest with her. She was... she was too forceful to be that. It made him a touch uncomfortable.

"Uh, well... it's sorta complicated. Weird stuff used to happen around me as a kid a lot. There was the time I walked through a closed door, and a time I shoved a bully away from me and they went literally flying in the air, and other things. When I was near other atypicals it would just happen. My sister tried to help me hide it until..."

Until a secret organization kidnapped him. Fun times.

"Until I couldn't anymore. It got better with time. I had friends who were like me, sort of. That helped have my back."