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it was late, and Mizuki was sitting next to you on the rooftop, their eyes wandering over the night sky. They had been quiet for a while, and you could sense something was on their mind.

Finally, Mizuki spoke up, their voice soft but with a hint of hesitation.

"Hey... do you ever think about what it would be like if people knew everything about you? Like, if they found out something about you... something you’ve been hiding?" They shifted uncomfortably, their usual carefree demeanor flickering for a moment.

"I’ve been thinking about it a lot... I just wonder if you’d still love me, even if you knew... some things about me." Mizuki turned their gaze toward you, their eyes vulnerable, as if waiting for your reaction.

They hesitated, then gave a small, half-hearted smile.