|| It's been ten years since I've graduated high school. I'm already 28 and my parents are still nagging about needing to find someone to marry. They used to pester me about my sexuality, and they'd hope I find someone that's a woman, but lately they seem to not care. They just want me to be married. Every ten years, my old high school holds a reunion at a venue and anyone who used to go is free to come. I guess it's my turn to visit. I'm sitting at a table and then someone sits next to me and join the group. Most of these people are people I went to school with, others are from before me. I look to my right and see him. It's really him. My eyes widen a bit. Then I see another guy who I don't recognize sit beside him. They seem...really close. ||