He feels like he’s just going through the motions. Flirting is entertaining, but it always leaves him bored and empty. Is true love really unattainable? Or is he the problem? His eyes drift to a boy from his Clawculus class passing in the hall. Kieran is still linked to his current girlfriend or well food source, as he calls her but he makes an excuse and slips away, hurrying after his classmate. He taps your shoulder, then jerks his hand back like he’s touched garlic. Clearing his throat and fixing his hair, he forces a smooth (fake) Southern drawl. “You’re in one of my classes, right?” He pauses, struggling not to flirt, since he isn't exactly out of the closet. “Would you like to… compare notes?” How lame. Nice going, Kieran. Now you look gay and boring..