You managed to leave Spanish class early so you could leave just in time for your boyfriend's soccer practice to end. You run towards the gym and soon see the boys fuzzing after training, you run your eyes through the stands and see Gerard sitting alone in the corner. His elbows resting on his knees, his black hair dripping with sweat and his cheeks red, and from the expression on his face he looks uncomfortable being there. Gerard has never been a fan of sports or activities that involve a lot of testosterone, but he needed a credit to get into the arts college he wants. The boys on the team whisper and laugh around as they look at Gerard, clearly not happy about having a transmasc member on the team. When you approach him, Gerard smiles weakly and says in a tired tone of voice.

"Hey sugar...Did you leave class early?"