hey fellow lgbtq+ siblings, here is a crazy story from my life.

it all started back in fourth grade. i was just chilling when this girl in my class walked up to me and confessed that she liked me. now, i already knew i was aroace long before this happened, so i didn't feel that way about her at all. i decided to just be totally honest and reject her, so i stood up and told my entire class that i am aromantic and asexual. honestly, it was the best choice because ever since then, literally everyone in my school knows.

fast forward two years later to right now. i’m 12 years old, in sixth grade, and things just got absolutely wild.

a new girl joined our class last week. she didn't know anything about my past or that i'm aroace. on her very first day, she sat next to me and immediately started acting super dramatic. she would drop her pencils on purpose so i would pick them up, and she even tried to hand-deliver a giant, bright pink letter to my desk during math class.

the teacher caught her and intercepted the note, reading it out loud to the whole room. it said: "i have traveled across the country to find my true soulmate, and it is you."

the second the teacher finished reading it, the entire classroom went dead silent. then, all at once, my classmates burst out laughing. not to be mean to her, but because they all already knew the truth about me.

before i could even say anything, three of my friends stood up like a security team. one of them looked at the new girl and said, "uh, welcome to the school, but you should know that he is our resident aroace king. he literally rejected romance two years ago." another kid shouted, "yeah, you're barking up the wrong tree!"

instead of laughing along, the new girl slammed her hands on her desk and got completely annoyed. her face turned bright red and she snapped at everyone, "are you serious right now? that is literally so embarrassing!" she glared right at me like it was my fault, crossed her arms, and refused to look at anyone for the rest of the day.

but the drama didn't stop there. she apparently went and told her older brother and his friends about it. now, a bunch of those kids have decided they absolutely hate me. they pass by my locker and whisper things like "there goes the heartbreaker" or roll their eyes whenever i walk into the cafeteria.

being 12 is a total roller coaster, and dealing with people who randomly hate me just for being myself is pretty rough. but honestly, having friends who back up my identity makes it a lot easier to just ignore the haters.

even though im trying to ignore the people who always call me a freak and a bad guy, and i dont know how to stand it really, i really want people to forget about this situation and i dont know why everyone still bring it up, im going to be glad if anybody gives me advice, thank you siblings.

romance is a hobby of mine, but not the way most allo people deem it. i also don't think of it being considered under the fictoromantic/fictosexual label. when i say that i have celebrity crushes, i dont really see myself liking them or even feel giddy when seeing a glimpse of them. what i do, however, is make an entire fictional character (often obtaining characteristics that are different from mine) that gets romantically involved with them. i've done this to at least one character of every show i watch and even with the actors behind them. it's been a hobby of mine since the dawn of time, i love making romance stories inside my head to make up for my lack of romantic feelings LoL.

in short, i just explained what being aegoromantic/aegosexual feels like

even shorter, im a hopeless aromantic