Chapter 4

Brendan and I were middle school classmates. I never expected to meet him again in college.

And in the same major, too.

When he saw me in class, Brendan actually rubbed his eyes several times.

As if he couldn't believe I was there.

In middle school, I was pushed aside because I was too pretty, too delicate-looking.

So I didn't talk much.

Simply put, I was extremely introverted.

Someone even called me an autistic orphan once.

After the high school entrance exam, I moved.

I went to another city for school.

Brendan approached me like he'd found a kindred spirit, striking up a conversation.

When he talked about middle school, he always looked embarrassed.

"Alex, I was really ignorant back then. I'm sorry!"

I didn't know what Brendan was apologizing for.

After all, Brendan hadn't cursed at me like the others back then.

Once we got to know each other, Brendan often came to my dorm.

That day, my other roommates were all out, so I just decided to watch a gay movie.

I didn't know when Brendan arrived.

When our eyes met, he looked really awkward.

He stammered out, "You like guys?"

Afraid he'd been too blunt.

He quickly changed his wording, "I mean, not many people watch these kinds of movies…"

I admitted it openly.

"Yeah, I like guys."

"Oh."

Brendan didn't say anything else. He just accidentally bumped into the door as he left.