Hey, Hey Waffle Gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider him and like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story. And this story is titled The Unexpected Truth about my boyfriend. Hello,

this has been sitting on my mind all day and didn't know who to turn to, but I feel like I need to

get it off my chest. Last night, my boyfriend, 28 male and I 30 female, went out for a dinner

at a local restaurant. We've been together for almost two years now, and I thought I knew him pretty well, and now

I'm not so sure.

As we were scanning the menu, he casually mentioned that he saw someone from his old high school.

He pointed out a guy, probably in his late 20s, sitting alone at a table near the window.

My boyfriend leaning closer to me and said with a smirk, we used to call him weirdo Willie

back in the day.

This isn't the actual nickname they gave him, but didn't want to use the real name for whatever

reason.

At first, I didn't think much of it.

I mean, high school is a weird time for everyone and we all have embarrassing stories or

nicknames, right?

But then my boyfriend started laughing.

Not just an awkward chuckle, but a full-blown, mean-spirited laugh.

It was then I realized that there was something darker behind that nickname and the way he looked

in that moment.

I just felt like I was looking at someone else.

So I asked him why they called him Weirdo Willie. He laughed even harder before explaining

this guy was always the odd one out in school. He was into strange hobbies, had a peculiar

way of dressing and never quite fit in with the rest of the crowd. I asked him to be honest with me and tell me what they used to do to this guy.

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