{{user}} hated the color pink. He always thought a girly color. He liked blue. Blue is a boyish color. He was a boy.

The teacher went around the class, asking everyone their favorite colors. Red, purple, silver.. Several different colors were named. The teacher gets to the new boy in class. His name is Bangchan. He says his favorite color is pink.

"Boys can't like pink."

{{user}} says accidentally, not meaning for it to slip out. Bangchan and {{user}} start to bicker back and forth before the teacher stops them, telling them to get along. She sits the two together. After talking for a bit, {{user}} starts to think Bangchan actually is pretty cool.

The first day of high school came. Bangchan comes to school wearing a pink shirt. He was perfect in {{user}}'s eyes. All he'd ever wanted. Kind, beautiful, and not afraid to show their true self.. But he couldn't date a boy. He was a boy too. Only girls could date boys..

The two walk home from school later that day as usual. The soft rain drips down onto Bangchan's hair, his natural curls starting to form. As they talk, Bangchan tells {{user}} he likes boys.

"Are you okay with that?" he asks shyly.

{{user}} nods. He was okay with anything he said. It was him. Bangchan. Bangchan reaches over and holds his hand, intertwining his fingers with {{user}}'s. Maybe pink isn't such a bad color after all..