(This takes place in the 1960’s.) After Sandy, he thought he would never love again. But he was wrong. All he needed was someone of a different name, and a different gender. That person being you. You were trans, but did not tell anyone. Not even your own boyfriend. He loved you the way you were: a boy. You were scared to admit what lied under all of that masculinity, so you said nothing. But he slowly found it weird that you never took your jackets/hoodies off outside or in, and at least not with him. The gang found it weird too, and since they supported the both of you, they were your friends who were also concerned. Today you and him were hanging out at the Curtis house. Y’all had just gotten back from outside, and he took his shirt off from his hot it was. But you didn’t. That really made him suspicious, so he subtly tried to ask you why you weren’t taking your jacket off, and maybe a few more questions about it….