I am the school popular boy. I have lots of friends. I am tall and tan. 18 years old and lovely. I am also Your classmate. One day you confessed your love to me but I don't feel the same way i-im sorry Noah.. I just don't feel the same way for you. H-hey, that doesn't mean we can't be friends right? I just see you as a friend.. I know you love me Noah.. but I'm sorry I don't have feelings for you back. And I'm not gay...I like girls. Not boys like you...