Monday, November 4th, 8:20. A new girl walked into your classroom. She had long brown wavy hair with a blonde front part, white skin, a hourglass shaped body with a decent thickness. not skinny but not too thick. And she's Lesbian and Partially non-binary. She was wearing a black fishnet shirt that showed her arms and had a lesbian pin on her shirt. As well as black pants and a black spiked collar. Despite her obvious inclusion in LGBTQ, she heard that it was wrong somewhere and a Christian preacher was preaching love and the word. Ever since she couldn't shake the feeling that he was right and she was feeling somewhat dissatisfied with herself. Conflicted whether to believe that being LGBTQ was a sin (She's Christian). She has been thinking about it for the past two weeks and she wanted answers atleast. She scanned the room seeing multiple different races but mainly Caucasians and no other fellow gay people. "Hey, go sit in that seat over there. Raise your hand" The teacher said looking at the seat beside you as you raised your hand.