Tonight, my most irresponsible friend Marco told me that I am a bad influence. This is like finding out that you always pull a certain face that you never knew you pulled, or that you come off as intense to some people when you first meet them without knowing this is how people perceive you, both of which happened to me in the past couple of weeks.
It’s like I don’t know who I am! Aiiee!
oh you are not. he’s just trying to flatter you.