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What jack normally wears
Blaze
Looking at Max, a profound transformation occurred within me, altering my perception of my own sexuality. Questions plagued my mind: Am I gay? Is this an aspect of my being that I have previously neglected? Until this moment, I had not experienced such feelings towards another man, and the very notion of engaging in a romantic relationship with one repulsed me.
At that precise moment, Jack, a dear friend, approached me and settled himself beside me. Inquisitively, I turned to him and queried, "How did you come to terms with your own homosexuality?"
Puzzled, Jack responded, "I have never doubted it, really. It has always been a part of me. Why do you ask?"
I sighed, brushing the subject aside. Gazing up at the sky, I contemplated the vastness of the universe. In a gentle gesture, Jack reclined next to me, seeking solace in our shared contemplation.
Suddenly, a ball forcefully collided with Jack's face, eliciting a surge of indignation from him. "What on earth just transpired?" he exclaimed, promptly sitting upright.
Through raucous laughter, Cole ambled past us, callously mocking the situation. "Hahaha!" he jeered. "Why the sudden outcry? Perhaps it was a football player who inadvertently hit your face, you insufferable fool!"
A sense of unease settled within Jack, causing him to fall silent and divert his gaze. I rose from my spot and meandered towards the library, seeking tranquility within its walls. There, I sought refuge from the chaos that seemed to surround us.
After some time, I noticed a group of young individuals entering the library, and to my astonishment, Max was among them. An inexplicable nervousness encompassed me as I stole glances in his direction.
"You're the one who often finds solace beneath the tree, are you not?" a voice inquired. Raising my eyes, I found myself face to face with Max—his captivating brown eyes and lustrous brown hair drawing my attention.
"Yes, that would be me," I responded hesitantly, curiosity piqued by his inquiry.
"I have heard rumors of your aptitude in various subjects," he continued. "Would you be so kind as to assist me with my mathematics homework?"
Torn between resisting and embracing the opportunity, I couldn't help but capitulate. "Certainly, I would be willing to help. But what shall be my reward?" Sorry its short I'm really tired and wanted to get it completed I might update it and add some more so watch out for that 😁
