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On this summer day she came to the studio, a little present hidden behind her back, a regretful smile playing on her lips as she announced. “Maaya-san, this is our last lesson. I’m going to be an idol.”

How would you like it? How would you like getting to know someone you barely even knew only to find out weeks later that you might have fallen in love with her? Confusion, ludicrousness, bewilderment. Miyu didn’t want to believe it at first. She had never fallen in love with a girl before. She had only dated boys in the past. Lots of them. Fallen in love and gotten her heart broken in two. Gave her everything and got nothing in return. That’s the story of her love life. A song played on repeat. However she might try though, the girl could never stray from the same old fairy tale. Little Red Riding Hood getting eaten by wolves over and over again as the story book was read repeatedly every single day. She was drunk in love. It was her drug and she couldn’t and wouldn’t get help. She moved in closer towards the other girl. Their skin peeking out of their room wear and brushing against each other as she closed in the inches within the two. Her lips landed on Maaya’s cheeks like a little butterfly landing on a petal. Then her lips travelled to caress the corners of Maaya’s. Her deep dark eyes hidden behind her lids, eyelashes touching over her skin.

Eventually, he actually moved his body, shifting so that his limbs wouldn’t fall asleep on him. It was just an unpleasant he wanted to avoid. At that moment, he became more aware of his surroundings again, his mouth stretching open widely in a yawn, forgetting that he was in a public place for the moment.

Sex was never a matter he’s embarrassed of. He knew some people were iffy around the topic, skirting around it and evading it as best as they could. His parents were one of them. He never really gotten “the talk”. What he knew he mostly learned from his friends, magazines, internet and hands-on experience. He didn’t mind it though. Experience was always the best teacher.  Eventually, it was an undeniable fact that sexual drive was a part of what makes human human. Animals. That’s what we all were. The sexual need is part of the id, but what differed humans from other animals was the fact that they had a moral ground, the superego and the ego that mediated between the two of them. Humans also had much better self control. As long as it’s consensual on both part, Keigo didn’t think sex is that much of a taboo as his parents made it out to be.   And such, the fact that he had quite an active sex life was not something Keigo was ashamed of nor proud of. It was just a part of life. Like how he ate breakfast in the morning and how he breathed in air. It’s just part of being human. His hands reached out towards the white shelves of the counter, taking in one box of condoms in it. It was nothing special. Just the regular. He found it ridiculous how some people wanted one with rigs or flavors or what not. In the end, it’s just a tool to protect one against pregnancy. His mind filled with nonsensical things he only thought of at this hour of the night, he didn’t realize another person walking towards his direction and before he could stop in his track, they had collided against each other. His hand grasping the box in his hands in surprise, sending its content flying off around them.