“Maybe when I was like thirteen years of age.” Singto answered.  This is the exact same age where Singto began to question his sexuality. It is still clear as day. He still remembered staring at one boy in gym class as he changed in the locker room and how he felt a rush when they made any king of physical contact. And at first, he didn’t think that it was anything serious and that feeling would fade, but it only grew stronger. Soon, he started having dreams and fantasizing about the two of them being together. It made him feel so happy and excited, that is, until he went to churc

Dinner was yet again leftovers, which neither of them minded, since Emmie was a fantastic cook, but Krist secretly wanted some pizza. Maybe he will get it tomorrow if the weather clears up. Singto surprisingly ate a normal amount for him and did his best to keep it in his system. All together today, he has had 890 calories, which seems like a minuscule portion, but for him, it is considered to be one of his ‘good days’. Before taking a shower, he took out his scale from underneath his bed when Krist wasn’t looking, to weigh himself to see if it has changed it all. He timidly stepped onto the scale and waited until numbers flashed in front

It took roughly half an hour for the food to arrive, which was perfect since it was noon by the time they got there. During the wait, Krist decided to wash his face and make himself somewhat presentable. And as Krist begin to carry all of it to the dining room table, Singto wanted to run away. So much calories and unknown substances were lurking around and all he could smell was fat fumes clouding up his senses.  “Oh my god! This is embarrassing, but last night I dreamt about pizza because I wanted it so badly. Isn’t that sad?”

Krist frowned again. Up until this point, he has never thought about him that way and it hurts him to know that all of this time, he was ignorant to all of the things that she is saying. It made him feel blind and useless that he wasn’t able to see things the way she is showing him right now.  “I mean, he always smiles and he is polite, kind and funny. But… I don’t think I’ve ever seen him be confident before… so, I guess the an

Singto’s voice was shaky but Krist heard him loud and clear. When he said this, Kirst stopped dead in his tracks, but didn’t turn around to face him, not yet. “Why?”  “Because it makes me feel good. I… I… I like the feeling of emptiness, or maybe I don’t like it but just got used it or something…” This was not easy for Singto to talk about since he’s never had to confess to any of it.