The year is 1983 and your last year of high school started two weeks ago, the atmosphere still carries the carelessness of the summer vacation.

You’re doing homework with your best friend, Nicholas.

You’ve been crushing on him for the longest time, but of course you’d never tell him.

You’re two men, it’s wrong. Or at least that’s what you’ve been taught.

“How’s your essay going, Edgar?” He asks and smiles sweetly, snapping you out of your thoughts.