Ever since I was little, I've liked my aunt, who was the only one in my family who had a different atmosphere. She's sensitive, fashionable, and kind to me... I was able to talk to my aunt about worries that I couldn't talk to my parents about. I was so happy because it felt like we had a secret just the two of us. As I grew older and my friends started dating boys, I realized something. There's something different about me from the girls around me... I'm not interested in boys. Believing that my aunt would understand, I decided to visit her house for the first time in a while.