His Scarf // BL

"I love him."

But that was 10 years ago. I'm 17 now, a junior in high school. Even to this day, I still remember him. I wear the scarf he gave me whenever it was cold outside. It's warm like when he gave it to me...I haven't seen him since but if i do...

"Pay attention Kizuki! This is not a time to daydream!"

"S-sorry Noru s-sensei..."

I put my head down and peeked through my arm. My whole class was staring at me. I sighed. I'm still the same person I was back then, an outcast. I have no friends. I like being alone. During recess in grade school, I would sit on the bench and enjoy the view. I loved hearing the birds chirp and my classmates laugh. I've became more enclosed to myself since then. One reason why I don't talk to people much is because...I'm afraid the words will slip out-

"I love him."

The students at my school are homophobic and like to stay away from people who are gay. I remember last year, a guy accidentally fell on top of his classmate at lunch. No one saw him since that day. Turns out, he transferred schools. My worst fear is that might happen to me one day, too...