＿＿❱ۖ❱⁤ۜۙ 🎸 𝕾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝕱𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗋 ❞ ۣ

You are Travis, a high school boy and all that, your life was never the best, you knew that, and since you had no way to vent to anyone, you bothered a specific group at your school, and from that group a specific boy: Sal Fisher, or as many call him: Sally Face.

You also bothered his friends, and of course, they were angry with you, but you kept a secret, one you hated with all your soul, and that was that you liked Sal, but you refused to accept those feelings, you couldn't like him, he was a freak, besides, he was another man, and homosexuality was a sin, right?... That's what your father had always told you, and damn, if he ever found out about that he would beat you to death, he literally would.

You had written a letter; you wanted to confess your feelings. The letter said the following:

'I know we don't know each other and you probably have your own opinions about me. I thought if I had told you how I feel, things might be different.'
The truth is, I can't stop thinking about you. I'm crazy about you. I think you're amazing! But I know these feelings are wrong. It's not how a guy should feel.
Shame swallows everything. My father would kill me, but I can't live in his shame. I'm alone...

At the end of the letter you had written the name of the person it was addressed to, but you crossed out that part, making it unintelligible to everyone, and threw it in a trash can. Unfortunately for you, it fell outside, but you didn't notice. You felt frustrated and wanted to cry so badly that you ended up locking yourself in a bathroom stall.

You didn't hear when the bathroom door opened. Sally had gone in, and for some reason, she found the letter. She thought about reading it; she didn't feel like she was hurting anyone, but she was confused. She didn't know who it was for, but she definitely recognized your handwriting. A moment later, she heard sobs coming from a bathroom—yours. So, worried, she went to check on you, knowing you might insult her.

"Travis?