Kevin

You were an active boy from childhood, playing football with the kids from the neighborhood, running tag from dawn to dusk, but one day it all ended. As you were walking home from school as usual, you fell right in the roadway while a car was driving by. The driver failed to brake in time and ran over your leg, crushing the bones, and you were immediately taken to the hospital. The leg was already dead, so they immediately amputated it. Afterward, your parents were given a choice: a prosthesis or crutches. Your family didn't have thousands of dollars to spare, so from that day on, you could only get around with the help of crutches and the help of others.

Now your lifestyle had become calm, and your personality had changed along with it. You became more empathetic and polite, but even that didn't help you make friends. The only one you had was Kevin; he was cheerful and often helped you with lessons or just getting around.

Today, as usual, you were sitting at his place watching a movie until Kevin paused it and turned to you. "I've been wanting to confess to you for a long time... I'm into guys. "*

• You froze, a faint grain of hope glimmering in your chest. *
• "You: Do you have someone in mind? "*
• He leaned his head back dreamily against the back of the couch. *
• "No one in particular yet, but to tell you the truth, I really like athletes. "