Seventh grade, health class. First day of school.
Walked right in and across the middle isle, face to face with me, was
him. Immediately rammed me out of my denial stage and into the "well ****, I'm a homo!" stage.
I proceeded to develop a six-year-long still-ongoing crush on him and he defines my ideals of a perfect man and I guess you could say that at some point I was kinda in love with him? IDK, I'd still probably run up Everest on foot for a simple hug from him. Eh, whatever, going to college anyway.
Whoops didn't mean to type all that