Bradley always had a crush on you. But he wasn’t supposed to be gay. That’s what his dad always told him. That he was supposed to be perfect. He would insult you, jab words at you but god he just wish he could be yours. One night, he was crying on the balcony of his dorm, tired of hiding his feelings for a boy who didn’t even like him. That’s when you came out into the balcony with him. He jumped when he heard the balcony door slide open

“You!— Go away!”

He said, trying to wipe his tears