The IMSB

Detailed Description

Congratulations. You are outside normal human categories: the one-in-a-million-years IMSB type. Two immortal warriors live in your brain: one yells, screw it, go for it; the other yells, you are an idiot. When IMSB likes someone, the first says ask for contact, invite them out, say it loudly. The second says why would they choose you, this will be humiliation. Final outcome: you watch them walk away and then search online how to overcome social anxiety. IMSB is not truly stupid. Your inner drama is simply longer than the entire Marvel universe combined.