I was sitting in one of the desks in the college library when I saw Danny coming. As usual, she was wearing her emo ensemble with her huge body bag that sort of became her signature outfit. She was carrying this thick book which I believe was our reference for our upcoming midterm exam.
I don't actually have any qualms about other people's sexual preferences for I know I'm different too. Although I must admit that I tried to hide my own sexual orientation to everyone, even Danny. If there was a deep dark secret that I've hidden from her, it would most likely be my sexuality.
I remember before that during PE class, I am the only person who didn’t enjoy the thought of going out and sweating under the heat of the sun.
After befriending Gerome, I noticed how my personality changed. I'm no longer the loner boy whom I used to be. I started talking with our classmates and I became a little more cheery.
I wanted to protest that time. I wanted him to tell me that he was just kidding and that we will still be together when we enter high school. But his serious expression didn't change and the joke didn't come. He was just looking at me as his eyes start to water.
I didn't know how to react. I felt numb again. It was like everything I've been feeling before he came into my life started to come in. I felt alone, sad and depressed. All I did back then was to hug him tight as tears started to roll down my cheeks.
I felt hot, piercing droplets of liquid wet my white toga as Gerome hugged me tightly. We were not saying anything to each other and we just stood there not minding the others. We just wanted to feel each other's presence for it might be the last time we can do it.
Gerome left the country without me knowing his real feelings for me. I know I felt something for him which I can't explain and that time, I knew it was more than just friendship. My heart would always beat faster whenever we see each other after a long time and I would often be speechless at times when he directly stares at me while we talk. I tried hiding those feelings from him for I don't want to entertain the idea of me being gay. I'm the only son of my parents and I was afraid of what might happen if I am really gay. No matter how I tried to deny the feeling, I know deep inside that I felt good whenever me and Gerome were together. I'm not sure if he felt the same for me but all I know is that even if what I'm feeling for him is wrong, for me, it still felt right.