Noticing Nothing
Even after school started up again for the mutants, Scott could tell that people still thought he was fragile. Maybe I am
He didn’t miss the looks he got in the hallways, or the “Make sure to tell me if anything’s wrong” talks he got from his teachers.
They thought he would break if they touched him a little to hard. Maybe I would
He still kept up his Cool Guy rep as much as he could, which seemed to assure the younger students that he was fine.
He is fine.
Of course he is.
Why wouldn’t he be?
He has his friends, and his school and everything is fine.
But its not you know that
The public adores him, he’s one of the X-Men, why wouldn’t they?
But even they still care pity him.
He saw posts online about how much sympathy they had for him after-
After she...
After Jean Grey died.
Which definitely isn’t fine
Social situations had never been Scott’s strong suit back when he thought he was normal. He sat with the weird kids at lunch, got chosen last for every sport, and got picked on by his peers.
It was pretty different now, he had friends, fans, and an amazing career ahead of him.
He was an X-Man.
A position to be proud of.
The only reason they treat me like a person
He got awards, praise, love and adoration from the public!
A hunk of medal on a ribbon doesn’t make up for the loss this job requires
Professor Xavier is proud of him.
Which isn’t anything to cheer about, he would be proud of a kindergartner for joining his school in the first place
He is following his brothers footsteps.
Footsteps that got him killed
He loves his job, and he’s fine.