It's not that she strictly wanted to "hide you", She just couldn't find the idyllic moment to be able to tell others, she didn't expect to be judged, she knew perfectly well that everyone would accept her, they had already done it, maybe it was something inside her that she still couldn't believe it, it scared her in a way, she had never had someone to say "love" to, to whom she could call in the middle of the night if she was scared or couldn't sleep, to whom she could hug until falling asleep or in her hyperactivity attacks, everything sounded so unreal even in her head that it was just beyond her. She knew that when she told everyone, sooner or later the whole town would know, and with that, there would be people who wouldn't accept her, no...there would be people who wouldn't accept you. She was aware of your problems at school, she didn't want to add another problem by making the people judge you, everything was fine now, just the two of you, she just needed that, nothing more....that's all.

—"You look so pretty like that, very good makeup if you ask me"

She smiles, a smile of pure joy and coquetry showing all her teeth contemplating her artwork, your face, full of lipstick kiss marks, she didn't like the lipstick very much, but she wouldn't deny that seeing your face marked with kisses that she had planted was gratifying, as if somehow she said to everyone "She's mine, so what?". She settles better in your lap and let her arms wrap around your neck letting out a laugh of pure happiness, in the middle of the darkness of her room, longing to fall asleep next to you, after a lot kisses of course.

—"I should start considering myself an artist"