Chapter Seven: A Different Kind Of Truth

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Chapter Seven: A Different Kind of Truth Sakura: Thanks 😊 Sakura: Wow… that’s interesting. Sakura: Wait, so you’ve never dated guys? Motoko: I have, but it never worked out. I just wasn’t… well, good at being with guys. For the first time, thinking about it didn’t make me feel sad. Maybe it was because I had finally accepted myself. Sakura: Okay… interesting. I laughed softly. That was a weird answer. Motoko: Oh really? Motoko: And you… what’s your SO? I paused. Wait— I just abbreviated. That’s something I only do with my friends. I was about to send another message to explain when hers came in. Sakura: Do you mean s****l orientation? Or something else? I froze. Did she really just get that? People rarely did. A wide smile spread across my face. Motoko: Yeah… you got it. Sakura: Honestly, I have no idea. I’ve just never felt any attraction toward guys. I’ve dated a lot—I mean, a lot—but I never felt anything. Sakura: So I thought maybe I should try girls… maybe I was a lesbian instead. But it was the same result. I dated a few, and still… nothing. Sakura: I just know I’m aromantic. I felt a strange sadness settle in my chest as I read her messages. It was… relatable. But at the same time, it wasn’t. I knew who I was. She didn’t. And somehow, that made it worse. Not knowing something so important about yourself… That had to hurt. Motoko: I’m really sorry about that. I hope… someday, you find the right person for you. My throat tightened slightly. But why? I didn’t understand it. Maybe I just felt bad for her. But she was a stranger. So why did it hurt this much? Everything was starting to feel… strange. The way she spoke so openly. The way I responded so easily. It was all happening too naturally. My thoughts started spiraling again.
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