this could have gone so many ways..
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I remember when girls would occasionally try to flirt with me in high school. Every time I just scowled at them and told them to stop thinking with their hormones. This lead to spreading rumours that I was gay, because in the mid 2000s the concept of asexuality was practically unheard of.
I can recall at least a few times I was flirted on...in ways that came off as a bit creepy. Sometimes it'd be a group of girls with one insisting I was their "bff" and the others cheering her on, with me having to insist "I don't know you." This would persist in circles for several minutes with the conversation getting weirder and weirder when the girl would insist I've loved her my entire life and that we were soul mates despite me REPEATING I'd never met them before. One time when something like this happened I thought I'd try to be funny and snark "I'm a lone wolf, baby." She seemed to misinterpret this as flirting and squealed "I'M YOUR BABY?" I facepalmed and told them to just f-off and leave me the hell alone.
At least a few cases (girls AND boys) almost seemed to stalk me. Deliberately trying to sit uncomfortably close to me even when I insisted they don't, smiling at me and asking personal questions that I refused to answer, turning everything I said to anyone no matter the context into an excuse to insert themselves and make the conversation about them, repeating my own snarks and jokes NOT directed at them back to me for DAYS...
And then there were the "dude-bros" who found it infinitely amusing to run up to me in the hall and yell "Hey, hole or pole?" Because again, asexuality was not a concept they understood so no amount of trying to explain it to them would get through their thick skulls.
At least a few cases (girls AND boys) almost seemed to stalk me. Deliberately trying to sit uncomfortably close to me even when I insisted they don't, smiling at me and asking personal questions that I refused to answer, turning everything I said to anyone no matter the context into an excuse to insert themselves and make the conversation about them, repeating my own snarks and jokes NOT directed at them back to me for DAYS...
And then there were the "dude-bros" who found it infinitely amusing to run up to me in the hall and yell "Hey, hole or pole?" Because again, asexuality was not a concept they understood so no amount of trying to explain it to them would get through their thick skulls.
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