A new confession has arrived in Minho's - well, really Lino's - inbox.

Dear Lino, There's a boy. He's straight, probably. He doesn't know I'm not. I'd never tell him, in a million years, because he's my best friend and my soulmate - platonically, at least to him. I'd never risk ruining that. So I'm confessing it here. To some random guy who runs a blog. I'm kind of scared to give you too many details. What if you know him? Or me? That'd be crazy, wouldn't it. He acts grumpy and mean sometimes but he's so kind and thoughtful, like when he somehow just knows when I've stayed up too late working on something and shows up at my dorm with coffee. He never makes me feel stupid for being anxious or dumb. He's kind of weird, but I like weird. Sorry for wasting your time, I just needed to get this off my chest. Sincerely, Anon. 👽