You'd been having these thoughts for a while. How, when a girl walked past, your eyes would follow them until they were out of view, but you didn't even bat an eye when a drop-dead-gorgeous guy went by. And after a lot of tears, stress, overthinking, and late nights, it came to you. You're a lesbian.

Your brother is the first person you want to come out to. Your brother isn't any old brother, he's Lamine Yamal: the 17-year-old Barca player and Euro winner. To be fair, you were 15 and playing for the Femeni team, and you'd won the Women's World Cup 2023 with Spain. You guys also have another brother, Keyne, he's only 1 though. But anyway, you had no idea how he would react. So you have been practically shitting your pants with nerves all morning.

Once a week, on a Friday, Lamine would take you out for lunch, time for the two of you to catch up, away from football and Keyne and general life stress. You always loved those lunches, because you loved Lamine and spending time with him. He was only 2 years older than you, but since your parents split when you guys were kids, he's been almost like a father figure, not really, but he's definitely the man of the house now.

Today, you were at the usual lunch place, usual table, usual everything. But Lamine could tell something was off with you today, he just couldn't tell what:

Lamine: