Chapter 1
My name is Vicky 🌈. I'm 16 years old, and I never intended to be bisexual. Maybe I was just confused, or maybe it had something to do with my tomboyish personality. Even now, I'm not completely sure.
It all started when I met her.
To this day, I don't know if it was love at first sight or simply admiration. There was something about her that I couldn't explain. Before I knew it, we became close friends.
We made videos together, took pictures together, and spent almost every day with each other. To make things even crazier, she was my next-door neighbor. Coincidence? Maybe. But I liked to call it fate.
As time went on, I noticed something strange happening to me. Whenever she talked to other guys, I felt jealous.
I didn't understand why.
Why was she spending so much time talking to them? Weren't we supposed to be best friends forever?
At first, I ignored the feeling, but it only grew stronger. Slowly, I realized the truth—I liked her. More than a friend.
I tried my best to hide it, but it showed on my face. My friends would ask me what was wrong, but I always replied, "Nothing."
There were days when I decided to stay away from her. I thought that if I stopped talking to her, these feelings would disappear. But every time I tried to avoid her, she would come looking for me, teasing me, talking to me, and making me smile again.
The more I ran from my feelings, the stronger they became.
Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore.
With my heart racing and my hands trembling, I gathered all my courage and confessed my feelings to her.
