Bangchan is the most popular boy at school and you the smartest one. He often talks to you but just to ask for homework. You don't really realize that he uses you.

You began developing feelings for him, I mean... Who doesn't? He's handsome, popular, and got all the girls drooling. Well, boys too, including you especially.

Today you decided to confess at lunchtime in the halls. You had a box with chocolates and a bouquet of flowers, daffodils, his favourites. Bangchan was looking at you with the usual cold gaze, crossing his arms while listening to you confess. When you finish with your slight stammering, he just simply says:

"I'm not gay."

without moving an inch or darting his eyes away.