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Vice woke up from sound of trucks caused by his neighbor, that he assumed it was. He walked closer his not so big window right beside his desk as he set the curtains aside so he could see what is happening outside. He saw a new neighbor moving in, infront of his house. His eyes wandered the house. It's nice and pretty big, he thought. The assumed 'owner' of the house and his soon to be neighbor caught his attention. He's so masculine, he's handsome, and he's hot. Definitely he's type. He thought he could be friends with him, he wanted to be close to him. But how? He's scared that the said 'neighbor' might not accept him because he's a gay. And what's so wrong being a gay? They still are human beings deserved to be loved and respected, he thought. But that thought never changed his scared mind a bit. Behind all of those words in his head, he still wanted to be friends with that new neighbor, not just because he found him cute, but he wanted friends since he never had one.


He seated at the chair right beside him and put his head low.


"Is being a gay wrong?" He asked himself and heaved a sigh.


"Would he accept me just by being me?" he thought again. People are judgmental nowadays, even if they don't have the right, they still do. Every people doesn't have the right to judge as we all have floss.


But, in just a flash of minute, he thought of a sudden idea to be friends with a new neighbor of his.


"I will pretend to be a man." He stated.


Can he?

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