I wasn't out back then, but I have my fair share of mess.
Everyday I would have to go to the locker room right before gym to change for class. There was this hot guy in my class who would get shirtless to change for class too, but he was on the other side of the lockers from me, so I couldn't see him from where I was. I remember trying to time the exact right moment for me to walk out of the room and past his side of the lockers everyday so I could casually glance over and get a view of his beautiful body. I was such a mess.
In middle school, some asshole who sat next to me put at Post-it note on my back that said "I'm gay". Luckily it fell off before other people saw it and I was spared the humiliation.
