I didn’t know about you prior to you being you and noticing me.
I hadn’t heard of you before you spoke directly to me.
I had never seen you before.
I didn’t know you were an undercover dickhead.
I hadn’t foreseen your consistent dramas and nonsensical way of life, prior to that day.
I didn’t know you’re just a glorified mouthpiece.
I can’t imagine you becoming anything more than you are currently – that is nothing.