Chapter 2

(Wendy's perspective)

Good news, I share a room with Diana. Diana is my best friend from middle school and the girl from earlier that stopped me from legit kicking Gavin's roommate's ass. She's also my long time crush, but we're not going to get into that. Bad news, Fiona's room is right next to ours. Fiona was my homophobic bully from middle school. Diana seemed just as pissed as I was.

"I can't believe that we have to be near that piece of shit!" I yelled as I flopped down on my bed, tired from all the yelling that happened earlier.

Diana sighed and flopped down on her bed as well, "I know. It sucks ass."

After a few moments of annoying, but comfortable silence, I finally asked her a question that had been lingering in my head for a bit, "Hey, Diana? Who was that boy from earlier?"

"Who?" Diana asked, shifting her position to face me.

"Gavin's roommate."

"Oh! That's my brother. His name is Ha-Jun."

"I didn't know you had a brother!"

"I...used to not like talking about him because we have different dads. But, over time, I got over it and we're actually pretty close if you don't include us arguing about some of the dumbest shit everytime we meet. "

"Is that why your names are so different?"

"Yep. My father was american, but was a bit obsessed with latin stuff so I was named Diana which has some type of latin origin that means divine. Ha-Jun's father on the hand was Korean so he was named Ha-Jun which means great and talented."

I laughed, "You both have some pretty cool names."

Diana smiled and sat up in her bed. She stretched her arms and suddenly got a phone call. Diana looked at her phone and answered.

"What's up?" Diana stood there for a bit, then her face turned into a scowl.

She hung up the phone and walked over to Fiona's room. She tried to open it but it was locked. She kicked the door and yelled, "Fiona you fucking bitch! Stay the fuck away from Gavin or I'll cut your slutty breast off you whore!"

A girl then replied from the inside, "Fiona isn't here!"

The door unlocked and swung open. A girl with blonde hair and brown eyes stared back at them. She looked annoyed and tired.

"Fiona went out to go with her stupid boyfriend Jay." The girl explained.

"Oh. I'm sorry about that. I'm-" I was interrupted by the girl's voice.

"Diana and Wendy. Gavin's friend and sister. Fiona won't shut the hell up about you and it's only the first fucking day. My name is Taylor. Hope that you aren't as annoying as her. Anyways, I'm gonna go back to watching Netflix. See ya." Taylor waved goodbye and shut the door.

She was a bit mean, but I could tell that it was because of the door kicking. Diana still didn't seem pleased. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the building.

"Diana, what's going on?"

"That fucking bitch ass Fiona..." She muttered while dragging me away.

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(Ha-Jun's perspective)

We made it back to the dorm, sat down, and continued to talk about random stuff. I began to learn a lot about Gavin. He's from portugal and his main language is portuguese. He told me he moved once his grandma had died and decided to become a photographer and a graphic designer. His parents are divorced, but they don't have a bad relationship so there isn't anything weird when they talk to each other and most things are good in his family. It was fun hearing him talk. His voice wasn't too quiet or too loud and was very soft yet excited. It felt nice to the ears.

I didn't notice much about how Gavin looked earlier, but now that we were sitting next to each other, I was able to take in his looks. He had natural tan skin and freckles that were spread across his face and down his shoulders. His hair was a curly, dark brown that came close down to his shoulders. He had olive green eyes that shone brightly in the sun. He took his jacket off from earlier so I was able to see more than what I could before. He wore a grey, long sleeve, cotton turtleneck with black jeans and grey boots that had a bit of a heel, but not so much of a heel that they could be heels.

He had what some might call a petite body(Slim, a bit muscular, and short. This term is mainly used for women and is mainly used as a compliment)which was a bit cute.

I forgot what he was talking about, but I was focused enough to notice his sudden stop. Quickly, I snapped out of my thoughts and noticed that someone was banging at the door. I grabbed my phone and checked the time and saw that it was almost midnight. Who the fuck is still even up? I got up and walked over to the door, Gavin following behind me. I then swung the door open and saw a girl standing there. She had orange brownish skin and her blond hair was tied in a ponytail. She had on a crop top, shorts, and long leather boots. She smiled once she saw me.

"Hey, there! Just stopping by to ask if you've seen someone with green eyes, curly brown hair, and tan skin? Their name is Gavin and-" Suddenly she stops and looks at Gavin who is now backed away from the door.

She smiles and waves at him, "Hey, tranny! Just wanted to come and say hello! I see you still are on you 'being a boy' type bullshit."

Gavin, his voice now brittle, says, "I think you should leave."

That's when I realize what the fuck she was doing to him.

"Oh my god! You're really about to cry!" She laughed, "I can't believe you're still such a whiny bi-"

I grab her by the wrist and pull her outside before she could say anything else. I walked outside with her and slammed the door shut behind me, not wanting Gavin to hear what was about to happen.

(Gavin's perspective)

I stare at the door and feel tears sting my eyes. I wanted to get away from this. All of this. I wanted to get away from the slurs. I wanted to get away from the transphobia. I wanted to get away from so much of it all...but it won't just leave me the fuck be. I sat there in my desk chair crying.

Crying like I always did.

Crying like a fucking bitch.

I then finally stopped crying, but stayed in the desk chair. I felt like if I moved then something bad would happen.

Maybe I'm bad luck.

Maybe that's the reason.

After what felt like hours, I heard the room door open and shut again. I was then suddenly lifted up from the chair brought into a warm hug.

(Ha-Jun's perspective)

He was silent for a few moments and then started to cry.

Oh shit!

Did I do something wrong?

"Are you alright? What's wrong?" I asked.

He didn't answer and continued to cry. I felt horrible. I didn't know what to do so I just continued to hug him. It seemed to make things better. His crying calmed down enough so he could speak.

"I-I fuckin' don't want t-to deal with this b-bullshit!" He stuttered. His portugues accent standing out more than before.

I wanted to laugh at his stuttering, but I held back for his sake.

"You wanna tell me about it?" I asked, rubbing circles on his back as he calmed down.

"L-Let me calm d-down first."

I nodded and let him go.

"N-No. Continue hugging m-me."

I chuckled a little and hugged him again.

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The silence between the two became awkward again. Ha-Jun wanted to say something, but was nervous about making Gavin cry. Normally, he wouldn't care if he made someone cry, but Gavin made him feel...different? He didn't know what it was. He just felt different around him.

Ha-Jun wanted to ask who was that girl and what the fuck happened, but it was obvious he was very uncomfortable about the situation.

(Ha-Jun's perspective)

We moved to the bed and were still hugging which made this situation a lot more awkward.

"You look confused. Do you have any questions?" Gavin asked.

Ha-jun hesitated for a moment before answering, "I wanted to ask about who that girl is and what happened, but if you're not comfortable talking about that then it's fine."

He sighed and nodded.

"Back in middle school, when I first became friends with Diana and was beginning my stages as a transexual gay male, there was a girl named Fiona which you just met. What made it a real problem is that she used to hang around Diana a lot, until she learned that I was Diana's friend. That's when she began to bully me. She was, and still is, a homophobic and transphobic person. This made me her number target because I came out as trans and gay not long ago. To this day, she still doesn't accept my pronouns and harasses me a lot."

(Ha-Jun's perspective)

I should've punched that bitch in the mouth.

Honestly.

For a while we stayed there hugging each other. We didn't share any more words because none were needed.

It felt comfortable and nice. Gavin had stopped crying and was now asleep. I rubbed his freckled face gently and smiled. He reminded me of a cat Diana and I used to own. The cat was very shy, but was also very cute and loved cuddles. Slowly, I moved one of my hands away from his face and took off my mask. I then leaned down and gave him a quick peck on his forehead before putting him in bed. After that, I got changed and laid in my own bed.

I couldn't fall asleep that night.

I felt too many butterflies in my body that night to fall asleep.

Fuck.

I like him, don't I?