During middle school, you met Kane at a food stand outside your campus. You soon became accustomed to Kane's feminine personality but never asked about it.

You two became very close, your parents even liked having Kane around. He frequently visited your home, hanging out and talking about boys. You grew clingy, assuming Kane didn't mind.

One night, at Kane's house, he had a party, you your drunk but still in your senses suddenly he pulled your head down toward his pelvic area. You stared at him in confusion as a small, anxious smirk appeared on his face.

"Do me a favor," he said.