We have the linear-equation kind. The kind of people that are predictable. They listen to Taylor Swift, eat the same subs and burgers, order extra packets of seasoning at Domino's, wear skin tight jeans, and have fancy covers for their cellphones. They cry over breakups, sigh while reading the newspaper, and consistently rant about their mundane routines. They watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and brag about remembering all the details, while discussing the same with their circle.
They write down Murakami and Rumi's quotes in the captions, and claim that they understand every bit of interstellar, after reading the theories and spoilers on Quora.
In short, I'm talking about the majority of us.
We also have the onion kind.
These people suggest you to watch a particular movie, a series, or a bunch of songs, prefer specifying the toppings on their pizza, don't Instagram everything they do, move on in 5 days and wear no expression other than the usual poker face.
On some days, they try smiling a bit.
If you strip their exterior layers down, you'll see some more intricate layers, within. And this will go on, until there's nothing left.
You'll never come to think that they might be taking an advantage of your habit of stereotyping. By their suggestions, you'll presume that they like the same stuff as you do. You'll thus fail to notice the details: The way they switch the topics when you ask them to reveal something about their personal lives, the books on their shelves, and how their hands move subconsciously to skip a song that they like.
Or, you think they do.
Because, you keep your eyes wide shut, and have a one track mind.
There are humans that resemble linear equations, there are humans that masquerade, and then there are the ones who shatter your presumptions, and don't coincide a bit with your expectations.
At this point, my only questions to you are, how well do you know me?