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Amidst the vibrant chaos of our small town fair, I first saw Oscar, a familiar face transformed by the glow of the Ferris wheel, and a deep, unexpected warmth bloomed in my chest, a feeling I was only just beginning to understand as gay love. For years, we were just friends, navigating the quiet anxieties of growing up LGBT in a place that often felt too small for dreams like ours, but that night, a shared glance over cotton candy dissolved years of unspoken hesitation. Together, we found the courage to shed the fear that had clung to us, a silent pact made under the canvas sky. Now, holding his hand, the memory of that fairground feels like the origin story of a love that finally allowed us to be truly seen, truly free.