Prologue
My first love was tall, dark, intense, everything a guy could ever dream of. It was high school, and he was a new student — the kind everyone falls for, everyone loves. The girls drooled over him; the boys wanted to be like him. Good at sports, good at academics, and definitely good at making an invisible guy come out of the closet. But I don’t want to talk about that story. It still hurts a little. Maybe I’ll tell it later. Now I want to tell the story that came after. But maybe the best person to tell it would be Sean. After all, it’s his story too.
