Hello, my name is...
Let's start from the beginning, shall we?
Since the myth of cooties was debunked sometime in the fourth grade, I've always leaned toward the heterosexual side. My sexual orientation was never anything I actively questioned, or at least, until this year.
I saw h-e-r. We'll refer to her as Lea, even though that's not her actual name. (At least, I'm pretty certain that that isn't her actual name. I'm ashamed to say that I'm attracted to a girl whose name I don't even know, but it's the truth.)