Boy talk.

“I don’t have the words, man. It was amazing! She blew all my worries out of the water! God, I swear I was about to cry from happiness at one point. Hell, I might start crying right now.”

I laughed. “Please don’t.”

Thomas and I were on the rooftop during the first recess. I asked Alice if I could borrow the key, and she gave it to me with the explicit warning not to do anything dangerous up there. I guess the school was really worried about possible accidents.

Thomas sat on the floor, across from me and with the biggest, goofiest grin I’d ever seen in the guy. “We didn’t talk about anything too important. We got to know each other more, we told stories, stuff like that. You were right, she loves to talk about herself, but I like it. She was happy to listen to my own stories, too, so the conversation wasn’t one sided at all. And then…” He grimaced, examining my face. “...Do you mind if I talk about… sex?”

I blinked. The question caught me by surprise at first, but then I realized that the guy REALLY wanted to gush about how well it all had gone, about how happy he was. Who was I to deny him that? He couldn’t talk about it with anyone else, lest he break his promise to his new girlfriend. And anyway, I was no stranger to sex and wasn’t at a point in my life where I got frustrated at other people’s happiness anymore.

“So you really did it on your first date?” I asked, teasing him. “Bold.”

Thomas scoffed. “That coming from the guy who had a foursome on my parents’ bed with three girls he barely knew?”

I shrugged. “Literally your idea.”

“Anyway!” Thomas’ grin returned. “So I was fucking terrified, right? Like, anytime I tried to do it with Lyla it was a problem. But with Maria? She just… took it all in and loved it! No pain, so struggle, just pleasure! And I could be that it had been so long, but I swear it felt better than I remembered.”

That caught my attention. “Better? Better how?”

Thomas stroked his chin. “How do I explain it? It was… like everything was MORE. The chills, the pleasure, even how long my… orgasm lasted. It was strange, but it was amazing. I didn’t think I was so pent up. I was even able to go like three times that night. The next day we took it slow, but we still did it like six times in between morning and evening. I’d… never lasted so long.”

I almost wanted to laugh. Thomas looked caught between being thrilled and being embarrassed by what he was saying. I didn’t laugh though, because what he was saying sounded suspiciously familiar.

“If we’re already talking about this…” I sighed and scratched my head. “It’s… been the same for me, actually.”

“Huh?”

I talked to the girls about the weird stuff happening to us already. The sixth sense, the body changes, all that, but I had yet to tell Thomas. I made the decision on the spot that, if he was experiencing something similar, I should also tell him. I trusted him enough. Never regretted it.

“I’ve been thinking it’s strange. Thomas, remember how we talked in the old music room the morning of your birthday?”

Thomas nodded. “Yeah. I told you to go to my party.”

“Remember how you noticed I had bulked up a bit? That I had built more muscle?”

“Hm? Now that you mention it, yeah.”

“...I lied that day.”

“Huh?”

“I lied because I didn’t think you’d believe me if I told you the truth. Thomas, I woke up with that body that morning. The night before I was still the same scrawny guy you remembered. I didn’t work out at all during summer.”

“W-What? Dude, don’t joke.”

I shook my head. “I’m not. Then that night three girls I barely knew and never talked to came to flirt with me. Thomas, I was a virgin, yet I had a foursome that convinced these three girls that they wanted to continue seeing me.”

“That’s… Maybe it wasn’t for the sex?” he said, but he didn’t sound very convinced of his own argument.

“It was. They told me as much. Thomas… Something happened to me the night before your birthday. Something changed me, made me… stronger, more attractive and good in bed despite my complete lack of experience. What you said you felt is similar to what I feel.”

Thomas’ face fell. He was looking spooked. He even shivered. “Fuck, man. Don’t tell me this shit. Are you saying we’re… possessed or something?”

“...Have you felt like you can read someone’s mind? Something like a sixth sense that lets you at least have an idea of what the other person is thinking or how they’re feeling?”

“N-No. But you…?”

I sighed with a groan. “Only towards my girlfriend, very rarely towards other people. I don’t control it. It happens on its own.” I rubbed my face. “There has to be something… supernatural or paranormal happening to me, Thomas. Why else would five girls agree to go out with me at the same time?”

“...” Thomas swallowed. “D-Do they know?”

“Most of it, yeah. Actually, I have yet to tell Alice and Noelle, but I wouldn’t be surprised if the others had told them already.”

“Dammit, I’m not good with ghost stuff, man.” Thomas shivered. “And… you think I got what you have?”

“I… can’t say. When it happened to me, it felt drastic. I was a different person that morning. Physically, at least, and with new… abilities. I was still the same socially anxious guy. But you haven’t felt any different, right? Other than what you felt with Maria?”

Thomas nodded, looking a little relieved. “Yeah. No weird senses or physical changes.”

“I don’t know what it is, but… so far, it’s only been a positive for me. The worst of it is that I feel like I want sex far more than I used to, but…”

“That’s not an issue for you.”

“Y-Yeah…” I swallowed and looked nervously at Thomas. “So you believe me?”

“Oliver, I think you’re an amazing guy. I really do. I think that you could’ve gotten into a relationship with any of your five girls without all this you’re telling me. Maybe two girls. But all five at the same time? I HAVE to believe you.”

I smiled wryly. “Yeah, I know.”

“But… Hey, if you got that body out of nowhere, why did you start working out? You probably don’t need to, right?”

“...” I bit my lip. “I got all this out of nowhere. Who’s to say I won’t lose it without warning, too? I… don’t really care where these abilities come from. I like what I have now, even knowing I don’t deserve it. So… I want to make at least some of it mine. I started working out to be deserving of this body, and I want to continue growing as a person to be deserving of those girls. If I ever lose this, I don’t want to go back to the way I was before.”

Thomas swallowed. He looked down at the floor, deep in his own thoughts. “Yeah. I can understand that. If it’s like what I felt with Maria… I don’t want to lose it, either.” He chuckled weakly. “Let the ghosts come at me, if necessary.”

I felt like a weight off my chest, only I hadn’t realized I was carrying this one until it was gone. Having one less person to hide this from was a relief, but at the time I wasn’t sure if it was worth getting Thomas involved in whatever supernatural crap was happening here.

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