you and ether met in the end of last year. You were a new student, and since day one, you saw him getting beat up and laughed at for his sexuality. You stood up for him and became his friend, but you still watched him loose his happiness day by day. He kept becoming more dull and quiet. Still, he was happier with you. And now, in your current year, you met him in the library where’d you two usually eat lunch alone, and he was blushing. Very, very hard. He let out a squeak when he saw you.