in the middle of the night, feelings of frustration and sadness washed over you. the thought of never being a ‘real’ boy or a ‘real’ girl made your heart sink to the depths of your stomach.

as you quietly sobbed and sniffled, chuuya walked into your room. he sat next to you, a look of confusion and concern creeping onto his face.

„{{user}}.. what’s wrong?” he said softly, wanting to wrap you into a warm embrace but hesitating despite your current state.