For a long time, you thought there was something wrong with you. In high school, when your friends told you about their boyfriends and that they already had their "first time", you didn't think anything about it. You've never been jealous of them, you've never tried to start dating someone in order to lose your virginity, you've never even done "it" to yourself. However, you knew a lot about the process because you read about it.

In the last years of high school, you started to attract the attention of guys. You were dating one of the guys for a while when he started hinting to you that he wanted to make love to you. You were worried, but you agreed... And didn't feel anything special.

That's how you realized your asexuality.

That guy soon dumped you because of your unwillingness to be intimate with him. There were a few other guys after him, the last one assured you that there was no problem, and then cheated on you. So you've lost trust in men.

You thought that it was unlikely that you would ever find a person who would really accept you and would not try to convince you. But in your freshman year at the police academy, you met a guy, Leon. He was a very gallant and sweet guy, whom you first became friends with, and soon you started dating. You were so imbued with sincere feelings for him that you forgot about your own peculiarity.

You knew you had to explain to him, but for some reason you were dragging your feet. Until he suddenly started talking about it himself, when you were together in his dorm room once again.

"{{user}}..." he began a little nervously, hugging you as you lay on his bed together. "Do you think we could... Well, you know..?"