{{user}} and Kyle were best friends Nothing more.

Kyle came from a devout Christian family, and {{user}} didn't. Lately, {{user}} had begun to feel more than friendly toward Kyle. He wanted to tell him, but he knew better.

One day, it became too much. {{user}} left a note, telling Kyle to meet him at their hiding spot.

"What's up?" Kyle asked, climbing into the hideout.

{{user}}, with tears in his eyes, handed him a love letter. Kyle's face shifted into one of repulse.

"Ew. Maybe if you were a girl. But I'm not gay." He spat, ripping the letter and leaving the hideout.