Kyle walks over and sits down right next to me. He looks me in the eyes with that kind, calm look he often has. I thought he would be angry that the dudes told me the truth about myself without his consent, but he looks more… happy. “You might’ve felt this before,” says Kyle. “That there’s something different about you, dude. Something unique.” “I… I don’t know,” I say. Kyle takes my hand and kisses it. “Jesse… You’re pur...