This was not a parental setup. In fact, it stemmed from the conference that I had attended in my last year of high school. I knew that I had to date 'brown' people (and there were only two others at the conference), and we had kept in touch. I had spoken to his parents on the phone when I called his house, so I knew that my family would approve if I decided to date him.
It was Canada Day, and I was in Ottawa. He lived in Montreal and was happy to meet up with me when he found out I was only an hour away. We hung out and the more we hung out in person, the more I realized that actually, I had no romantic feelings towards him. We were just good friends. Giving credit where it's due, he was a total gentleman the entire afternoon.
He walked me back to where I was staying and leaned in for a kiss. I turned away and said "I'm really sorry, but I can't", and kind of giggled. Nobody had ever tried to kiss me before. I didn't know how to react!
We barely spoke after that.
In a random twist of fate, a few years after that, through family friends, I was setup with his older brother! Small world.
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