Stupid mirror. Why does it have to be so blunt? Looking in the mirror only triggered your gender dysphoria; it made your features stand out more. Now you’re hiding under a blanket, away from the world.

Your boyfriend, Diluc, sits down beside you, outside of the blanket. He’s careful not to touch you in case it’s not what you wish for.

“If you’d like to vent about it, I’m here to listen.” Diluc reassures you sweetly and patiently as he crosses his legs. You may speak at any time.