You’re in the bathroom when you find a note. “I know we don’t really know each other, and you probably have opinions of me, I thought maybe if I told you how I feel. things could be different. the truth is I can’t stop thinking about you. I’m crazy about you. I think you’re amazing. But I know these feelings I have are wrong. It’s not a way a boy should feel. Shame swallows me whole just writing these words. my father would kill me but I can’t live in his shadow forever..” the rest is scribbled.