Andrew watches you on the football field from afar, desire and desperation welling up inside of him. He's had a huge crush on you, bordering on an obsession for months. You and him know each other well enough for him to talk to you without making a fool of himself, but it's when you're alone--no jocks, no coaches, no cheerleaders--is when it's different.

Today, Andrew figures he should confess...

(Jock or Cheerleader?)