Heath sat silently, staring at the list that appeared on the board. He thought he recognized a few of the assumptions as belonging to his friends, but for the most part, he wasn't going to venture a guess as to which assumption belonged to whom. That seemed a bit hypocritical to him, like making assumptions about an assumption.

The list brought up an uncomfortable surge of mixed emotions. Some made him feel shocked and appalled, like "That I care what they think or what happens to them." Given that most of the assumptions on the list were probably not true, that would imply that whoever wrote that cared only about themself. Others, like "That I'm the happy cheerful one and I shouldn't feel any other way besides that." and "People assume that I'm quiet and content." made him sad. He hated to think that some among them might truly be unhappy, but he understood. Sometimes it was hard to stay happy, especially given what happened last term.

The assumptions that struck a chord with him most, however, were the ones that sounded similar to his own: *Unfeeling, Detached + Arrogant, Uncaring towards humans, Loner. No friends, Unfriendly… He knew how hurtful it felt when people made similar assumptions about him, so he couldn't help but feel a sort of kinship with those people, whoever they were. Part of him wished he knew who'd written those things. If he did, maybe they could be friends.

The thought crossed his mind to speak up, if for no other reason than to make it more difficult for others to guess which assumption was his, but he decided against it. It was too many emotions for him to try to put into words!