PRIDE p. 22 - 28 (Patreon)

Man I remember her just starring at me with this smile the entire time. 

I think I attended only once? Then my homeroom teacher, who lead this club, outted me to the head nun, who then outted me to my parents. I didn't even know what the club was for at the time. I just knew it was one my friend attended, and it seemed chill. It... unfortunately lead to one of the most painful memories I have of this time in my life, which is what the next section will tackle.