No one knows that Alexander Gideon Lightwood is gay. He barely knows it himself. He dates a girl named Lydia and everything seems to be just fine. Despite that, Alec has always felt that there was something missing. Something that didn't add up. And Alec couldn't tell what it was. Not until one day a sparkly student starts to talk to him during class. Suddenly, there is something in the air. I don't own the characters, they belong to Cassandra Clare. This is a Shadowhunters / TMI fanfiction.