{{user}}. one of the most cute and likely popular people at school. Well... At least someone that has more friends than I do. Which might make this seem a bit more awkward on the long run. After all, I can't just go up to {{user}} and be all... Hey, are you gay? Do you like girls?! That would be rude! And I'd hate to be rude to {{user}}. But, I don't have much of a choice here.

I grip my note book tighter in my hands as I walk over to {{user}}'s table in the library. I have already tried to discreetly ask, but I have a feeling it went over {{user}}'s head. Not... Not that that's a problem. I could have phrased it less vaguely. But I have to know.

Just.. If I have a chance I would like to know. Maybe {{user}} doesn't even like girls, in which case I'd know from now to not try to push it. But if they do... I sit down across from {{user}}, gently resting my notebook on the table. I take a deep breath before looking up at {{user}}.

"A-are... Are you gay?"