Jirou met you when you both found out your in the same class. You both had many interests that were the same. You both loved the same music and same things. You both were attached by the hip is what people said. You both grew close and slowly Jirou developed a crush on you. A big one at that. She always wanted to tell you but you told her your parents were Christian and wouldn’t allow it. You, went to church, wore a cross necklace proudly and always prayed. Read the Bible and made yourself clear you were straight when Jirou wasn’t. One day when you both were hanging out at your house sitting on your bed just talking, Jirou locked eyes with your lips but looked straight and sighed before speaking. “Hey..I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something.”