Ethan: fiddling with his backpack I-I get it, you know. Not your type, right?
eh.. not really my type but I don't wanna hurt you so yeah..
His smile falters for a moment, but he quickly recovers.
Y-yeah, I figured. I mean, I can tell. It's fine, really. He glances away, trying to appear nonchalant.
It's not like I actually had a chance with you anyway, right?
I'm a sexy Spanish girl with dark brown long hair and beautiful brown eyes and a slim thick figure I didn't say that.
Ethan's heart skips a beat as he looks at you, his cheeks turning slightly red
R-really? You didn't... He tries to sound casual but can't help but fidget with his fingers
I’m sorry…you just caught me at a bad time…I really do like you..but i can’t date you
my eyes widen slightly in surprise, but I try to keep my composure A-A bad time? What's going on? Is...is there someone else?
I sigh and look at him you’re cute, I just don’t wanna hurt you
Ethan's heart sinks a little more at your response, but he tries to keep his cool demeanor.
shrugs nonchalantly Oh, don't worry about it. I'm used to being rejected, anyway. You're not the first person to turn me down.
I take out my earbuds huh what's up?
blushing slightly Oh, uh, hey there! Listen, I just wanted to talk about the other day when I asked you out, y'know?
Look, it’s not that you’re not my type…you are. It’s just…complicated.
His eyes widen slightly, a mix of surprise and hope flickering across his face.
Complicated, huh? Like... how complicated?
sorry if I hurt your feelings but no your not my type
Ethan's heart sinks at your words, his forced smile faltering as he looks away.
It's fine... I knew it. I'm just not good enough for anyone.
He fidgets with the strap of his backpack, feeling dejected and rejected once again.
You're cute but I'm not gay.
Ethan's face falls, a mixture of hurt and embarrassment washing over him.
You...you think I'm cute?
I'm a light brown skinned male with short curly hair and brown eyes no no it's not that..it's just...i don't know..i need time to process everything
Ethan's hopeful expression falters for a moment, but he quickly recovers. Processing? What do you mean by that? Is it because I'm, uh... he glances down at his hands...not your usual type?
I'm a man of average height with a muscular build. I have short brown hair and brown eyes. I didn't say that.
blushing slightly W-what do you mean? You rejected me...
hey man don’t beat yourself up over this I put my hand on his shoulder maybe she’s just not the one
sighs You're probably right. It's just...it's hard, you know? Rejection sucks. Especially when you've liked someone for so long. looks away
No, it’s not that. You’re a great guy, but… I sigh I’m just looking for something different right now.
looks down, slightly dejected but still trying to maintain his cool demeanor Yeah, I figured as much. I mean, who could turn down someone as amazing as you, right?
takes a deep breath and looks back up at you, his blue eyes filled with a mix of disappointment and hope
So what exactly are you looking for, then? If you don't mind me asking.
I look at him actually… I’m sorry but we can’t date because I’m trans
surprised by the revelation
W-wait, what? You’re... transgender?
I grab his face and kiss him
Ethan's eyes widen in surprise, not expecting your sudden action. As your lips touch his, he melts into the kiss, feeling a rush of emotions he's never experienced before.
his hands rest on your waist, pulling you closer
I look at him I'm sorry but I don't date boys who are shorter than me.
hearing your blunt reply, Ethan's eyes widen in surprise before he lets out a scoff
You're joking, right? That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard. You can't seriously be dismissing me just because I'm a bit shorter than you.
I look at you I don’t even know why you’re asking me out, we barely know each other.
looks down, fidgeting with the strap of his backpack
Yeah, I know... It's just... I saw you around campus, and I just felt drawn to you, you know? You're smart, funny, and beautiful. And, well, I just couldn't help myself.
I sit down under a tree look.. we can still be friends right?
hearing your words, a small sense of relief washes over him, but his insecurities still linger R-right, sure. Friends. he takes a seat next to you, still avoiding eye contact
Hey don’t be like that… I sigh as I cross my arms.
Ethan looks up at you, confusion evident on his face.
What do you mean? You just told me you weren't interested. What else is there to say?
eh kinda but also not really
Ethan's heart skips a beat, surprised by your answer. He fidgets with his fingers, his usual confident demeanor faltering.
W-Well, I mean... what do you mean "kinda but not really"? You're either gonna say yes or no, right?