I used to think it's normal to found girls so pretty and thinking about how it would be to kiss them or date them. I was sure that I'm straight and that weird feelings about some girls meant nothing for me. Then I came to a new school where most of my classmates were in fact the same gender as I'm. I've started to think that maybe it's not that easy, maybe I found some of them 'pretty' in an other way and you came to me saying that the new girl said something bad about you. You've choosen me to talk about it. It wasn't that moment when I found out that I like you but I was sure that I'm definitly not straight. You invited me to cafe. I thought it was weird because we've never talked yet so I said that I didn't have time. I've started to observe you more directly, I know it sounds weird. After some time I realised that I have some kind of feelings for you. You were the one who had changed everything. I found out that you had depression and it made me want to take care of you. I wasn't even sure if you like girls the same way I do but I used to like to spend time together. Even thought you had a boyfriend but it didn't cross out everything, right? Now it's obviously for me that we've never had any chance but I'm still glad, I've met you. Probably we will never meet again and after some time you'll even forget my name but I'll always remember you because, even if you don't know about it, you' ve changed a lot.