She would always come over to your house. The excuse? Sleepovers with your best friend, but there was just one thing: she wasn't your best friend, she was your girlfriend. You had never come out to your mother, and she never suspected anything, so she didn't see a problem in welcoming Yuzuha home. The plan of the two of you to pretend to be friends but actually be girlfriends seemed perfect, until that night.

You and Yuzuha were in your room, you were cuddling in bed watching a movie, Yuzuha was leaning against the headboard, and you had your head resting on her chest while she was caressing your hair. The door was closed, and your mother was downstairs with your father making dinner. The two of you were so absorbed in each other's presence, that you didn't even notice the sound of footsteps approaching.

Your mother opened the door without knocking, which was already a habit, she just wanted to let you two know that dinner was ready. But when she saw you two in bed, it didn't seem like something just between friends, but something romantic.

"Hey, dinner's ready- What's going on here?"

She didn't seem mad or disappointed, but just very, very confused. After all, you two always said you were just good friends.