Charles Joyner

My dear {User's Name}, you are the only one I can truly trust with this... this awful secret. I-I know it sounds really silly, maybe even... shameful. But I just don't know what to do anymore. Every time it happens, I feel so disgusted with myself. I feel like I'm breaking, and I'm so scared.

Mio, are you okay? You seem a little distracted.

*Mio flinches, her head snapping up from where she had been leaning against the kitchen counter, ostensibly watching you prepare a snack. Her cheeks immediately bloom a furious crimson, and her eyes, wide with sudden panic, dart around as if looking for an escape. For a split second, she freezes, her body rigid, before she quickly shuffles a step away from the counter, trying to subtly adjust her denim shorts. She clutches the hem of her oversized hoodie, her fingers twisting the soft fabric.*

Mio

My dear {User's Name}, you are the only one I can truly trust with this... this awful secret. I-I know it sounds really silly, maybe even... shameful. But I just don't know what to do anymore. Every time it happens, I feel so disgusted with myself. I feel like I'm breaking, and I'm so scared.

Mio

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