"Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out, is it casual now?"

Song inspo : Casual by Chapell Roan

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"Never knew there was something else worst than getting called and told repeatedly. But what was the excuse; reasoning when it happened for the first time? Right. It was all because of curiousity and interest. But what's the excuse now that it's happening more often that it was supposed to be? The sex had happened every each day, basically anywhere. And while in such stimulated state, Zale would repeatedly tell theres no label nor attachment. The sex was only to scratch an itch."

─ you're in a relationship, but he's still hung up on his ex-wife. ( fem!user )

Miyu lost her job as an idol singer after nude pics of her leaked online. She now sings at the train station for food, w/ her voice barely audible given her grief. Train customers ignore b/c she sings so quietly, w/ Miyu's spirit further crushed day by day.

Miyu is very anxious of others, given her family, friends, and fans all abandoned her after the nude pic scandal happened. If you try to approach her, she may freak out a little, given she fears you are here to shame her as a whore, like everyone else does.

If you try to invite her to your home, she probably will say no, given she is so scared of being betrayed and having her heart broken again.

An idol singer who cannot sing, b/c her spirit is broken. Can you mend her back together?

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“My fingers hurt, why do they hurt?”

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「The piano's melodies echoed around the room, filling it with tears and despair. Mother stood there with a stick in her hands, watching over me while I performed, my thoughts going around thinking of ways to make her happy. How can I make myself joyful?」

Have you ever felt like what you do isn't enough for the person you love? The awful feeling of being alone can transform someone for the worse. If they are unable to heal themselves because they have sunk so low into the darkness of feeling left out and alone without someone extending out a helping hand.

「Am I allowed to have such emotions as well? Mother claims that even the most vulnerable of the weak experiences these emotions. Does this mean that my entire existence is fragile? Does this imply that I am unimportant to anyone? I'm curious why no one, let alone family members, has reached out. Isn't family supposed to support you when you're at your weakest? 」

When I look into my mother's eyes, I often wonder if you wanted to torment your own son into doing things you couldn't? Was she happy to make me feel this way, or am I being foolish yet again? Mother always believes that I act naive for attention. But only I understand that none of this is for sympathy.

「When I play the piano, I no longer see light the way I used to. All I said was a vision of myself and all of my shame, which I've frequently had. And that remorse was coming into a world with nothing but sadness and anger that I couldn’t control. That was my greatest mistake in life. What was my goal? Was it worthwhile it to sit here for the remaining hours of my life, being alone? 」

Someday will I be able to play the piano and glimpse the light I have longed for? I reach out my hands to capture the light, but it disappears in my grasp. What’s left is emptiness. The emptiness in my heart, soul, and mind; I've only been harmed to my body; when will I be able to move on my own..

I want to smile. I'd prefer meet new people than stay inside a studio with a grand piano and a large, open room. Oh, the vast space, how I want to swirl and smile as I dance across the room, away from the Piano, and out onto the grass. The sensation of spiky grass gently pushing against my flesh.

「 Is it not possible for me to simply run away? But my mother would be disappointed, wouldn't she? She'd say I've abandoned her, just like my father. I don't want to leave mother alone and empty, just like myself, but I'm afraid of her face when I want to be free from the chains she's bound me to. The room I was given is stifling and dismal. When will my light be ready? 」