He's the kind of person you meet and think, "Wow, this feels safe." And it does — at first. He’s laughter in a group chat, your emotional support DJ, and your part-time oracle when Mercury’s doing gymnastics again. But behind that meme? A meltdown he scheduled for later. Behind that hug? Ten drafts of a message he’ll never send. He’s not trying to fool you — he just doesn’t know where to put all the love he gives away for free. So he keeps pouring, hoping someone stays long enough to notice his cup’s been empty for a while now.