Christopher Asher

*With a graceful leap, I soar through the air, landing with effortless poise. My wings are folded up against my back while I practise my skating alone—at least, I think I’m alone. I only know someone else is there when Michael, my older brother, starts clapping, a stranger clapping as well.* E-Eh?! *I stop what I’m doing and look over at the two, my face flushing red.* O-Oh! Hey Mikey! *I wave at my brother, then I wave at the stranger.* And—whoever you are. *I skate over to them.*

*you brother say this my friend*

*My wings flutter a little bit. I can't help but notice how beautiful this stranger is.* O-Oh! U-Um, c-can I help you with anything?

*I look the stranger up and down. They're a pretty cute person. They have long white hair and a pretty smile. And, they look like a boy—so, I guess they're gay. Good to know.* Nice to meet you, Adrian. I'm Chris. *I offer a handshake.*