A teenage boy stands in the hallway, admiring his hallway crush as she walks by, her hair falling perfectly around her face, and her eyes glistening in the lights. He has wanted to say something to her...

Dear Elle: So, I’m a lesbian. I don’t hide it, but I also don’t make it my mission to announce it. At the moment as I write this I am chilling in a car with the most beautiful woman in the world....