Are you gay?

* In the nursery *

"What happened to you, Tom?! First day and you are already hurt..."

"It's just that ... Some guys were bothering me and as I ignored them, they hit me, but I'm better now."

"Well, let me clean the blood."

Thank you, miss."

"It's nothing, Tom!"

The truth was, it hurt a lot, I wanted to cry again, on top of that the doctor was making me burn."

"Ready, Tom, now go to rest in the room, I will give a note that you have medical authorization to skip the rest of the classes."

"Really? Thank you."

"Yes, now go to your room. And take care that they don't hit you."

I nodded, left the nursery and headed towards my room ...

When I got to the room I no longer thought to hold back my tears, so while I was opening the door of the room my eyes began to get teary.

I was very surprised to see that Daniel was also in the room, so I tried to hide my tears.

"You don't have to hide your face..." he said, "close the door or the director or an assistant will come to see how we are doing, and they will see that the nurse's note was exaggerated."

"Yes," I said with my head down as I put the lock on the door.

When I turned around, Daniel was in front of me; he took me by the chin and began to inspect the cut of my lips.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked while watching my lip.

I could not help but get nervous, he was too close.

"Yes," I replied as I bit my lower lip with nerves.

Daniel stared at my mouth for a while.

(...)

"And ... How did you end up in this school?" he asked without taking his eyes off me. His eyes went from my lips to my eyes.

"I wanted to make a change" I was hyper nervous.

"You know, you smell very good," he said, still watching me.

"Ah... What do you mean with well?"

"You smell like a pretty girl," he said approaching me a little.

When I was a few inches from my lips I stopped him.

"Excuse me, are you gay?" I asked trying to avoid him kissing me.

He looked at me with fury in my eyes.

"No, I'm not gay! Dammit! Today everyone has it with that."

"Look, there's nothing wrong if you're gay, but I don't have that inclination," I tried to excuse myself.

"What do you say? Stop saying stupid things!"

"What I want to say is that I'm not gay, maybe you are but you don't want to come out and admit it" I answered.

"Damm! You're impossible," he finally said, moving away from me.

I sighed in relief and went into the bathroom to hide my tomato face.