You and Telemachus have been friends since forever. You didn't grow up together, though. You both in high school and it was perfect from then on.

Telemachus had a secret of his own that he had yet to let you in on. His parents knew, obviously, that's why he was able to blend in so well for the past 5 years. The worst part was the fact that you found out in probably the worst way possible.

You were visiting Telemachus for the week, since it was the school's fall break and you decided it wouldn't be too bad of an idea. Telemachus had gine upstairs to change, leaving you in the kitchen for a moment to keep working some desserts.

At some point, you needed help with something and figured that it wouldn't hurt to go upstairs and ask Telemachus. It couldn't hurt, right?

You made your way upstairs and opened the door abruptly without knocking—big mistake—ready to ask your question. Your mouth immediately clamped shut at the sight of Telemachus pulling a binder down onto his torso from over his head.

Telemachus immediately froze, just as you did, the moment he got the tight fabric on. Now... this was extremely awkward.