"Was it hard? Coming out, I mean."
deep starters
“…”
Jean inhaled slowly. His mind instantly started to race, heart rate accelerating as well. Suddenly he was in high school again, in the locker rooms with boys his age throwing insults at him with spitfire. He was in class, given malicious notes and subtly being called “faggot” any chance there was. Suddenly he was back at his parents place, cold chills all over his body and his dad shaking his head, walking upstairs. Suddenly his mom was hugging him and telling him she loved him no matter what.
Jean slumped down in the chair across from the other. Hazel eyes fluttered up to meet the others.
“It was fine.”










