It started so gradually that Nate couldn't remember exactly when the rules changed.At first, the messages were harmless.Max had always been comfortable texting him.He sent pictures of terrible cafeteria food, complaints about teachers, university application updates, and random thoughts at ridiculous hours.Nate answered whenever he could.Then, sometime in the middle of the year, Max started teasing him.It began with a photograph.Nate had just finished a twelve-hour shift when his phone buzzed.Max: You look exhausted.Nate glanced at the selfie he'd sent.He was still wearing his hospital ID.His hair was a mess.He looked terrible.Nate: Thank you. Very supportive.Max: I meant you still look good.Nate stared at the messag
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