It was now my turn to be confused. I just stared at Chihiro with... a look of pure confusion and shock...
(YN):...You. You're a boy?
Chihiro: M-Mhm..
(YN): but... You look.. You!
Chihiro: Personal reasons.. d-do you not believe me..?
(YN): Would you?
Chihiro: I guess not.. b-but I'm telling the truth..!
(YN): Well, do you have any proof? Chihiro: P-Proof?..
(YN): Yeah. Proof. I want to make sure I'm not being pranked by Naegi or Byakyua.Chihiro blushed and held... their skirt tightly in their hands. Though they were thinking, their face blushed darker as she glanced up at me, seemingly shaking slightly.
Chihiro: Y-...You really n-need.. proof..?
(YN): It would be appreciated.
Chihiro: Well... y-you can...c-can feel..
(YN):... Feel?Chihiro blushed hard enough for their whole face to turn red. I swear, I almost thought I saw steam coming from their cheeks as their shaking seemed to grow more noticable. I raised a brow but noticed they were about to raise their hands as they held their skirt... they were gonna-
(YN): No!-
I reached out and held their hands down, preventing them from raising their skirt. Chihiro some how managed to blush even harder as our faces were just a few inches away from each other. I felt the blush radiate towards myself. My face started to burn up as I backed up and sat back down on their bed while they took their seat down on their own seat, blushing darkly as they stared at their lap...
(YN): Not..that. anything but that..
Chihiro:...Y-Yeah.. I should have t-thought of that...They turned their head away towards their desk. They then saw their motive and groaned as they hit their head against the desk.
As Chihiro grabbed their motive and handed it to me as they sat next to me, shaking anxiously as I took the note from the envelope and read what was in it...
(YN):... you really are a boy..
Chihiro: you..d-don't hate me..right?..
(YN):... Why would I?
Chihiro: I mean.. you always thought I was a g-girl and..
(YN): Chihiro, I fell for you because of who you are.. regardless of your gender.
Chihiro:...f-fell?I turned over to Chihiro and nodded, diverting my eyes away from him as he stared at me with a mixture of several emotions.
Chihiro: You.. l-love me..?
(YN): Of course I do.. How could I not?
Chihiro: I-I mean.. I'm not the most fun to be around.. a-are you sure-I rolled my eyes and despite my blush calming down, I gave Chihiro a gentle peck on his cheek as he tried to give me a reason as to why my affections may be misplaced. The kiss seemingly cut him off, almost freezing him completely as I reached over and held his hand in my own.
(YN): I love you, Chihiro.
Chihiro:...Instead of responding, Chihiro just hid his face in his hands as he leaned towards me. I smiled and hugged him to myself, petting his head.
Chihiro: I'm..n-not used to t-this..
(YN): It feels like second nature for me. Need me to hold your hand through it?
Chihiro: It'd be appreciated...a-are we a..an item now..?
(YN): Hmm. Yes. Yes we are.The little one nodded and smiled as he allowed herself to relax. As I started to play with his hair, I came to a new realization.
(YN):.. Why do you wear skirts?
Chihiro: I-I mean.. I like how they feel... I like them..
(YN): Are you gonna keep wearing them?
Chihiro: I-I might.. would you..like me to?
(YN): What you wear is up to you. Who else knows about your...?
Chihiro: J-Just Kyoko.. I doubt anyone else knows..
(YN): and would you want anyone to know about us?
Chihiro: M-Maybe.. I just.. don't want anyone else to make any moves on you... Not Junko, not Celestia..
(YN): You heard Junko?
Chihiro: Mhm.. but.. Now it doesn't matter.. I'm content..
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Danganronpa: DISCONTINUED
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