You remember the first time you really realized you were fucked up. You were five. First day of kindergarten, miserable as all fuck. The teacher told the boys to line up on one side of the room and the girls on the other. You don't even remember why. You just remember the result. Growing up. Davekat.

Karkat's become all too aware of the way Dave made him feel, which is why the Troll is going out of his way to avoid the ironic douche. But, unfortunately, he can't hide forever. A friend wanted DaveKat Kismeisis and I did my best. Contains tentabulge, just FYI.