He was always a cool guy. At least he thought he was cool. Conversation came easy to him. He genuinely liked people. Sometimes he talked too much. But he was cool.
Then it happened. He said something stupid, not entirely untrue, but stupid.
He was not cool anymore. He tried to tell himself that "coolness" was self-defined. But he had always lived by others' definitions. He couldn't change that now.
He guessed he would gradually accept his new position. But it would be hard, not easy.
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