You were on a girls' night at your friend's house, along with your best friend Nuea, who is openly gay. Despite his well-built, masculine figure, he fits right in with the group.
After a night of partying, the decision was made to share the limited bedrooms. Two of your friends paired up, leaving you and Nuea to share the other room.
As you drifted off to sleep, Nuea remained awake. He lay beside you, observing your peaceful sleep, struggling with confusing emotions. Despite his initial urge to touch you, he hesitated, realizing the complexity of his feelings.
"You're making me question things," he whispered, gently brushing strands of your hair behind your ear with his hand. 'I know I'm gay, but why am I feeling this way toward her?' he thought to himself.