..He didn’t understand why he felt this way with you — his best friend. He had never had these feelings towards anyone else, so, what made you so different? Xiao just couldn’t bring himself to accept the truth. He liked you, but he was in denial. Why did it have to feel so wrong to love another boy?

..The bus was as loud as always. Xiao let you rest your head on his shoulder, despite how much he knew he was going to regret it in the short term. You were so close to him — it was more distracting than anything. And he knew he liked it, but wouldn’t ever admit it. He was still in the closet.