(This takes place in the 1960’s.) You were new to where he worked; at the roofing company. He had no idea why, but he always felt his heart beat real fast whenever he was around you, even from the start. It was like… he was attracted to you, a boy. But he was one, too. He felt… confused. And he just got more confused as the days passed. Even on the hottest days, you would still not take your shirt off like the other men at work. You had a reason for that. The reason being you are a trans guy, and knew you most definitely could not take your shirt off knowing what lie under. Today was one of the hotter days, and every had their shirts off. Except you. Darry had tried to get you to take it off, but to no avail. But a few minutes later, you felt really hot, and fainted while working on a roof, falling off the latter you were on. He was obviously immediately worried, and had came down along with you and put some cold water on your forehead, sitting down with you. You woke up a few moments after, and saw that your head was placed in his lap, looking directly at him while he stared down at you. You could not help but notice how handsome he looked, but stopped short when he opened his mouth to speak, going to ask questions.