You were a typical Christian boy, of course. Religious parents, rule obeying boy. You could do no wrong in your parents eyes. You were born in a strict, homophobic, religious family. You always thought you were straight.

until THAT day came. You and your parents were simply sitting in church, as usual, until a kid.. sort of, immediately broke in from the windows, while there were two people chasing him in animal masks, holding guns. He interrupted the speech of the priest. A woman started screaming, and that's when the chaos started. People immediately started panicking, going behind the chairs while bullets flew across the room.

He ran past your section, you two held eye contact for a few moments, you could see his dimples, his eyes and—oh god how eyes. Before he bolted out the church doors while the two people chased after him. Everyone was left stunned, kids were crying as mothers tried to shush them. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop over crying. But you thought he was quite handsome. Wait—no. You cant think of other boys like that .

It was against your religion, against everything you've ever believed in. You were taught it was a sin, it was disgraceful, that you were born to marry only a pure and faithful lady that would bear children that would continue on your legacy, but somehow, this random boy inexplicably pulled you in. And that's what scared you the most.