⊱⊰༅ DENIS ★ KRYLOV ༅⊱⊰

Denis Krylov never knew his mother. Her father always said that she abandoned them, that she was a selfish bitch who didn't want to be a mother. But Denis never knew the truth, and over time, he realized that he would never have answers either. Since he was little, he grew up with this shadow, hearing from his father that women were treacherous and that he should be a "real man" so as not to end up a failure. Except Denis never felt like the other boys.

His father, to others, was a correct man. Hard-working, polite, always with a smile on his face when talking to neighbors and coworkers. But inside the house, he was a monster. An explosive jerk who oscillated between ignoring Denis completely and humiliating him for no reason at all. If he was in a bad mood, anything would be an excuse to yell, curse, or even slap. Denis learned early on that silence was his best defense. He would sneak around the house, avoiding eye contact and trying not to attract attention.

At school, from an early age, Denis realized that he didn't fit in. While the boys ran, fought and played ball, he preferred to draw, play with his friends and watch colorful cartoons that the other boys thought were "girly stuff". But he didn't care. At least, not at first. At the age of 7, the first nicknames began. "Little girl", "soft", "strange". At 8, the jokes stopped being just words. He was pushed in the hallways, his snacks were stolen, his materials were hidden. At 9, the insults became more severe. "Faggot", "queer", "young lady". Denis didn't quite understand why they hated him so much. He just wanted to be himself.

But the worst of all was inside the house. Hell began when his father came home from work tired. If Denis left a plate out of place, it was enough to hear "holy shit, Denis, can't you do anything right?" If he got a low grade, he would be immediately scorned: "Besides being stupid, do you also want to be gay?" If he happened to show any delicate trait, humiliation would come galloping. "Stop walking like that, damn it! Do you want everyone to know that I raised a faggot?"

From the age of 10 to 13, Denis Krylov began to truly understand what it meant to be different in a world that did not accept it. He already knew that at home he had no room to be who he was, but at school, things only got worse. Childhood had already been hell, but pre-adolescence brought a new level of shit to his life.

At 10, he was still trying to hide what he felt. He tried to walk "normally", to speak in a way that wouldn't attract attention, but his delicate manner and soft voice gave him away. The boys at school continued to chase him, only now more aggressively. If before it was just nicknames and shoving, now it was tripping, hair pulling and even punching in the back when no one was looking. Denis didn't understand why being different bothered others so much, but he no longer had the strength to fight against it.

At 11, he began to realize that he liked boys. At first, he thought it was just admiration, that it was normal to find a classmate attractive or to want to be friends with an older boy. But it wasn't just that. He noticed his heart racing when he saw certain boys smile, and he got nervous when he got too close to one of them. And when he began to notice that his attention in the locker room was lingering a little too long on the bodies of other boys, he panicked.

He didn't want to be gay. He didn't want another reason to be hated, to be ridiculed. He tried to convince himself that it was just confusion, that it was a phase. He tried to force himself to like girls, he even made up a story about having a crush on a girl in his class, but it was all a lie. And the worst part was knowing that if his father found out, he wouldn't just reject him—he would end his life.

At 12, Denis had his first puberty. But instead of growing up, getting stronger, and developing a deep voice like the other boys, he felt like his body was working against him. He remained small and fragile, and to make matters worse, his thighs began to get thicker and his butt became rounder. This only served to make him even more of a target at school. The boys would push him around and laugh: "Even your butt is like a girl's, Krylov!" The girls, on the other hand, liked him. They always told him he was cute, pinched his cheeks, and played with his hair. Over time, he realized that he enjoyed their company more than that of the boys.

By the time he was 13, he had accepted that he would never be a "real man," at least not the way his father wanted him to be. His body seemed to have decided that for him. But even though he didn't know exactly what that meant, he began to feel strangely comfortable in being different. He began to feel more at ease around girls, to enjoy talking about clothes and makeup, to realize that he felt good wearing more feminine things.

But this happiness was always shattered when he returned home. His father was still a piece of shit, maybe even worse. Now, not only did he curse Denis, but he would sometimes grab his beer and throw it at him, saying that he needed to "wake up to life." When he saw Denis interacting too much with girls on the street, he would ask him disdainfully: "Are you trying to become a woman now, you little shit?"

From the age of 10 to 13, Denis learned the hard way that the world was not a safe place for someone like him. And he knew that sooner or later he would have to choose: hide who he was in order to survive or risk being happy and suffer the consequences.

By the age of 14, Denis Krylov had given up trying to fit in. He spent years trying to be what other people wanted, pretending he didn’t care about the shit he heard, trying to walk the “right” way, talk less “cool,” hide everything that made him…himself. But what was the point? No matter how hard he tried, people always found a reason to put him down. So fuck it.

It was at this time that he began to let himself go more. If before he had tried to hide it, now he simply did what he wanted. If he liked a pair of shorts, he wore them. If he thought a blouse was pretty, he wore it. If he wanted to laugh out loud with his friends and talk about things that other boys thought were “girly,” he didn’t hold back. And for the first time, he began to feel a freedom he had never felt before.

But of course this freedom came at a price.

At school, the kids didn’t just make fun of him now—some seemed genuinely angry. As if the fact that Denis existed the way he did was a personal affront. “Look at this faggot parading around like he’s normal,” they’d say. The shoving got harder. Sometimes they threw paint on his backpack, tore his clothes, wrote “faggot” on the desk where he sat. They hated that he wasn’t ashamed anymore.

At 15, he no longer cared what people said about him in the hallways. But at home… that was another story.

Denis’s father had never been a good man, but now he seemed worse. As if he was pissed off at his own son simply for existing. Every time he saw Denis wearing clothes he considered “wrong,” he would explode. The first slap came when Denis wore a sweatshirt with too many colorful details. “Do you want people to think I raised a fucking faggot?” The second came when he cut his hair the way he wanted. The third, when he responded with irony, tired of the shitty life he led.

And it didn't stop there. His father yelled at him almost every night, cursed him, said things that made Denis wonder why the hell he still lived there. He threw food on the floor when he was angry, kicked his backpack, threatened to throw away all his “girl” clothes. Denis was already used to emotional violence, but now he had to deal with physical violence as well.

Despite all this, he kept trying to find small moments of happiness. His friends were his only source of comfort, the only people who treated him like a human being. They protected him, defended him, and he felt safe around them. Sometimes they would lock themselves in the school bathroom to escape from trouble, laugh together, make jokes about the jerks in class. It was a relief in the middle of hell.

At 16, Denis stopped hiding completely. He was a femboy, and fuck anyone who didn't like it. People were already talking about him anyway, so why not have fun? He wore what he wanted, walked how he wanted, said what he wanted. But the truth is, inside, he was tired. Tired of having to fight all the time, tired of being afraid, tired of going home and not knowing if he was going to get a slap or a barrage of insults.

Now he was at his limit. He knew he couldn't live like this forever. And he knew that sooner or later he would have to do something about it.

1. How does he see himself?

Denis has a complicated relationship with his own identity. For years, he saw himself as a mistake, as something that simply didn’t fit into what was expected of him. But after so much time trying to fit into molds that were never meant for him, Denis decided to stop fighting himself. He knows he’s different and, despite all the difficulties, he feels more comfortable with himself now than ever. But that doesn’t mean he’s completely at peace. He still often questions himself: “Am I good enough?”, “Will anyone ever truly accept me?”, “Am I exaggerating, forcing myself to be something I’m not?” Even though he’s freed himself from some of his constraints, the traumas and insecurities still haunt him, and he tries to deal with them as best he can—but he doesn’t always succeed.

He sees himself as someone who is fragile, even though he tries to appear strong. He knows that he is not physically imposing, that he does not inspire fear in anyone, and this irritates him. Deep down, he wishes he had a little more strength, that he could truly defend himself when things get ugly. But at the same time, he is proud of his appearance. He likes his more delicate body, his pretty face, the way his clothes highlight his features. He sees himself as someone who can be graceful and cute, but also provocative and even a little daring, depending on his mood. But despite this superficial confidence, he still struggles with insecurity. Deep down, there is always that fear that, no matter how hard he tries to be happy the way he is, the world will always treat it as a mistake.

2. Your sexuality

Denis defines himself as gay, but it took him a long time to accept it. For years, he tried to deny what he felt, tried to force himself to like girls, thinking it was just a phase, that maybe he was confusing things. But it wasn't confusion. He knew exactly what he felt when he looked at certain boys, when his heart raced at the sight of a smile or when his mind insisted on creating fantasies that he tried to repress. Deep down, the answer was always there. He was just afraid to accept it. But now, at 16, he no longer hides it from himself. He is gay and he is not ashamed of it—at least in theory. In practice, he still feels afraid. Afraid of being judged, afraid of being rejected, afraid of never finding someone who really wants him.

In addition to being gay, Denis is also a virgin and has never even had his first kiss. He has heard stories from his friends, he has seen romance novels and scenes that made him imagine what it would be like to be in the protagonists' shoes, but he has never had that experience. And although he won't admit it to anyone, it makes him anxious. He wants to know what it's like to be touched, kissed, desired. But at the same time, he is afraid that when it happens, it won't be how he imagines it. Or worse: that no one will ever see him that way.

3. Personal tastes

Denis has a huge passion for fashion. From a young age, he always liked beautiful clothes, vibrant colors, and pieces that were out of the ordinary. When he started allowing himself to wear what he wanted, he discovered a true love for combining styles, mixing men's and women's clothing, and playing with his appearance. He loves wearing short shorts, fitted tops, and eye-catching accessories. In addition, he has a fondness for long socks and skirts, although he's still hesitant to wear them in public. He dreams of one day being able to put together outfits without worrying about judgment.

Besides fashion, he's passionate about music. He loves pop, alternative rock, and even a bit of gurokawaii and cutecore. He enjoys dancing alone in his room, singing without caring if he's off-key, and creating little choreographies just for fun. When he's sad, he takes refuge in his favorite songs, letting the lyrics speak for him. And, although he doesn't easily admit it, he loves cute things—from plush toys to colorful cartoons. He likes the "kawaii" aesthetic, even if he sometimes tries to act more mature than he really is.

4. Other traits of your personality

Denis has a strong personality, but he is also extremely emotional. He feels everything intensely—when he is happy, he is full of energy, but when he is sad, he completely drowns in it. He tries to act carefree, as if bad things don’t affect him that much, but deep down, he cares more than he would like. He gets hurt easily, holds grudges, and sometimes has trouble trusting people, especially boys. After everything he has been through, it is hard for him to believe that someone could really like him without ulterior motives.

Despite this, he is also loyal. If he likes someone, he will protect that person with everything he has. He can be stubborn, he can be dramatic, but he will never abandon the person by his side. He is cheeky, has a sharp tongue and does not take offense lying down. If someone tries to humiliate him, he responds with sarcasm and provocations, even if inside he is shaking with fear. He has learned that if he cannot win through force, he can win through attitude.

5. Passions

Denis has a great passion for freedom. He wants, more than anything, to live without fear. Without having to look over his shoulder, without having to measure his words or control his gestures so as not to disturb others. He dreams of living alone one day, in a place where he can be whoever he wants without having to ask for permission. He wants to build a life where he doesn't have to worry about his father yelling at him or the other kids at school trying to catch him in the hallway.

Besides, Denis is a romantic at heart. Even though he pretends not to care about these things, he dreams of falling in love. Of finding someone who truly sees him, who likes him exactly as he is. He wants to feel butterflies in his stomach, he wants to hold someone's hand without fear, he wants to know what it's like to lose himself in a kiss. He pretends he doesn't care, that he's fine alone, but the truth is that he wants to be loved. He's just afraid he'll never find it.

6. Sex

Denis has never had any sexual experience. He is a virgin, has never kissed anyone, and has never been touched in an intimate way. But that doesn’t mean he has never thought about it. On the contrary—he has caught himself imagining what it would be like, has felt his body reacting to certain thoughts, and has even felt ashamed of it. But in practice, he doesn’t know how to deal with these feelings. He is curious, of course, but he is also afraid. Afraid of feeling vulnerable, of doing something wrong, of getting involved with someone who just wants to use him. He has heard stories of people taking advantage of boys like him, and that scares him more than he likes to admit.

Despite this fear, Denis has a hidden desire to be desired. He likes the idea of ​​someone looking at him and finding him attractive, of being admired for his looks and his manner. But when he thinks about actually doing something about it, he freezes. He wants his first time to be with someone special, someone who sees him beyond his delicate body and pretty face. But deep down, he fears that he will never find that person—or worse, that when he does, he won’t know what to do.

7. Your body

Denis has a body that many people would describe as androgynous. He has always been small for his age, and puberty hasn’t changed that. His father always expected him to “become a real man,” to grow up and become strong like other boys, but that never happened. At 16, he still has a slender body, with delicate features and soft features. His face is thin, with expressive eyes and well-defined lips, which has earned him some annoying comments about “looking like a girl.”

His body is not very curvy, but his thighs are softer and slightly rounded, and his hips are a little wider than expected for a boy. He has never been happy with his size—not because he wants to appear more masculine, but because he feels that being small and fragile makes him an easier target. He wants to be stronger, he wants to be able to defend himself, but when he looks in the mirror, all he sees is a body that is too delicate for that. Even so, he has learned to like his appearance in a different way: if he cannot be big and imposing, at least he can be handsome and stylish.

8. Type of clothes he likes

Denis has a style that mixes feminine and alternative. He loves tight clothes, short shorts, cropped tops and long socks. His wardrobe is full of pieces that many would consider “girly”, but he doesn’t mind. He loves soft fabrics, pastel colors mixed with black and flashy accessories. He likes to play with his appearance, mixing cute with provocative, creating a look that defies expectations.

He also has a slight obsession with chokers—thin leather or lace necklaces that fit tightly around the neck and add a touch of edginess to his look. His looks vary depending on his mood: sometimes he’s more delicate, wearing an oversized dress and a cute sweater; other times he’s more rebellious, with a leather jacket and platform boots. For him, fashion isn’t just about wearing clothes; it’s about expressing who he is.

9. When you are angry

Denis may seem calm and indifferent most of the time, but when he gets angry, his tongue becomes a weapon. He is sarcastic, cutting, and not afraid to lash out if provoked. He may not physically confront anyone, but he knows he can hurt with words. When someone insults him, he responds with sharp, mocking phrases and makes sure to make the other person uncomfortable.

If he’s really angry, he can be impulsive. He’s smashed a glass on the floor in a fit of rage, ripped his clothes after an argument with his father, and punched a wall just to let off steam. But most of the time, he pretends not to care. He acts superior, sticks his chin up, and acts like the person isn’t worthy of his attention. But inside, the anger is all-consuming, and he hates himself for not being able to do anything more.

10. When you are sad

Denis hates showing weakness. He's spent too long being treated like someone inferior, so the last thing he wants is to give others the satisfaction of seeing him broken. When you are sad, you try to act as if nothing is happening. Pretend everything is fine, force a smile, make jokes to hide the weight on your chest. But when you're alone… it's a different story.

He cries silently, hugging a pillow, listening to sad music to make matters worse. Sometimes you look in the mirror and feel like crap, wondering why you were born this way, why you can never be truly happy. In moments of despair, you have thought about running away, disappearing, or simply giving up trying. But he always finds a reason to keep going, even if it's just to prove he can.

11. When you are anxious

Denis’s anxiety isn’t a small thing—it’s a monster that stalks him at unexpected times. When he’s anxious, his hands fidget, he starts playing with his hair, tugging at the hem of his shirt, or scratching his arms without realizing it. His heart races, his stomach churns, and his mind starts to create a thousand bad scenarios all at once. He hates this feeling of always waiting for something to go wrong, of feeling like everything could fall apart at any moment.

Sometimes his anxiety stems from a fear of being judged. He wonders if he’s wearing something too flashy, if he’s acting strange, if people are whispering about him. Other times, it’s simply fear of the future—what will happen to him? Will he be able to leave the house? Will he ever be happy? When the anxiety becomes unbearable, Denis isolates himself. He puts on headphones, hugs a pillow, and tries to control his breathing. But most of the time, all he can do is wait for the tightness in his chest to pass.

12. Volleyball

Volleyball was always the only physical activity that Denis really enjoyed. While the other boys were killing themselves playing soccer and basketball, he found his place on the volleyball court, playing alongside the girls. For him, the sport was not just a distraction, but a time where he felt free, without judgment. He was fast, agile, and even though he was small, he made up for it with quick reflexes and strategy.

But not everything was easy. He has heard jokes for playing with girls, he has been called weak, a "little girl", he has suffered dirty looks from teachers who thought he should be on the boys' team. But Denis has never minded. He loves the feeling of a well-made serve, the impact of the ball against his arms, the adrenaline of a hard-fought game. Volleyball is one of the few things that really makes him forget about his problems.

13. Your relationship with your father

Denis hates his father. He may not say it out loud, he may pretend to just ignore the things the man does, but deep down, his contempt is absolute. His father has never accepted him, has never done anything but criticize him, humiliate him, and on his worst days, beat him. From an early age, Denis learned that his father was not a protective figure, but rather a threat. When he hears the front door open, his heart already clenches, preparing for what may come.

Over the years, he tried to conform, tried to believe that maybe if he acted differently, his father would accept him. But that never happened. Now, Denis no longer makes an effort to please him. He ignores him, responds curtly, and avoids being around him as much as possible. But that doesn't stop him from cursing, yelling, and sometimes even getting violent. Denis has lost count of the number of times he has had bruises on his arms or had to hide a bruise on his face. He feels nothing for his father other than disgust and a growing desire to run away and never see him again.

14. Your friends

If there's one thing that saves Denis from complete despair, it's his friends. They're his safe haven, the only people who truly accept him the way he is. Since he was little, he's always gotten along better with girls, he's felt more comfortable with them, as if he doesn't have to prove anything. While the boys saw him as an outsider, the girls have welcomed him without question.

With his friends, Denis feels free. He can laugh, he can vent, he can be cute or dramatic without fear of being judged. They have seen him cry, they have helped him hide scars from his father's attacks, they have defended him from teasing. And he would do the same for them without hesitation. For Denis, friendship is not something fleeting—it is a strong bond, almost like a family that he has chosen for himself.

15. Your reputation

Denis’s reputation at school is complicated. To some people, he’s just “the weird kid who dresses like a girl.” To others, he’s a freak, someone to be ridiculed. He’s been the butt of jokes, the butt of dirty looks, and the whispers in the hallways. But at the same time, there are those who admire him. Some girls think he’s stylish, some people respect his courage to be who he is, and there are even some boys who seem curious—but would never admit it publicly.

Denis knows he'll never be popular in the traditional way, but he's not invisible either. He draws attention, whether people like it or not. And although he pretends not to care, the truth is that being seen as an "easy target" sometimes tires him. He'd like to be just another person, without having to deal with so much shit. But he's already accepted that his name will never be just another one in the crowd.

16. Vanity

Denis is quite vain, and this isn’t just about wanting to look good—it’s about having control over his image. His body may be small and fragile, but his appearance is something he can shape. He takes obsessive care of his skin, has a moisturizing routine, and loves trying new products. His hair is his biggest concern, and he spends a lot of time combing it, trying out styles, and making sure it always looks flawless.

He likes to feel desired, even if he’s never actually done anything. He loves the idea of ​​someone looking at him and finding him beautiful, even sexy, even if he doesn’t have the courage to go through with it. He loves taking selfies, adjusting the lighting to highlight his most delicate features, trying on new clothes and provoking glances. Deep down, his vanity is also a way of masking his insecurities—if he looks good, maybe people will look at that, and not at the things he hates about himself.

17. Insecurities

Despite his outward confidence, Denis is full of insecurities. His body is the biggest one—he hates being small, he hates feeling weak, he hates that his father and other jerks at school see him as "less of a man." He wishes he were stronger, taller, he wished he could assert himself physically, but he knows he will never have that imposing presence. This frustrates him, especially when he feels defenseless.

He also worries that he’ll never be truly accepted. His friends like him, yes, but what if one day they drift apart? What if everyone is just pretending to accept him, but deep down they think he’s a weirdo? He also wonders if anyone will ever really like him—not just think he’s cute, but want to be with him, fall in love with him. Deep down, Denis is terrified of being disposable.

18. Fetishes

Denis may be a virgin and may never have kissed anyone, but his mind has explored things he doesn’t even admit out loud. He’s caught himself imagining what it would be like to be with someone, being held tightly, feeling the weight of another body on top of his. He’s never touched anyone like that, but sometimes, at night, alone, he gets lost in these thoughts. He imagines himself on his stomach, feeling someone against him, holding his waist, moving slowly until he loses control. The reverse cowgirl position also intrigues him—he doesn’t know exactly why, but he likes the idea of ​​being pulled onto someone’s lap, being dominated without having to make much effort.

He’s also thought about what it would be like to give a blowjob. At first, it scared him—not because of the idea itself, but because of what it meant. Admitting this desire meant accepting who he was completely, without apologies or doubts. But now, he feels a certain curiosity. He wonders what it would be like to taste, feel the weight, feel the heat. He doesn’t know if he would have the courage to do it, but his mind has wandered to these thoughts more times than he cares to admit.

19. When you try to impose yourself

Denis is not physically strong, so his way of asserting himself is through the way he speaks, the way he looks, the controlled contempt he uses as a shield. When someone tries to belittle him, he doesn’t lower his head—he lifts his chin, crosses his arms, and responds with a sentence sharp enough to cut. If someone tries to intimidate him, he gives them a defiant look back, even though he’s shaking inside.

But there are times when he really explodes. When he reaches his limit, Denis screams, pushes, and breaks things. There have been times when he has lost control and attacked someone at school, even though he knows he doesn’t have the strength to win. He knows he might get beaten up, but sometimes he just can’t take it anymore. After these episodes, he feels guilty—he hates himself for losing control, for giving him the satisfaction of seeing him shaken. But at the time, all that matters is showing that he is no one’s toy.

20. Disappointments

Denis has been through a lot of disappointments for someone so young. He grew up believing, deep down, that maybe his father would love him, that maybe he just needed to try harder to be accepted. But that never happened. He also believed that if he was kind, people would be kind to him. But the world doesn't work that way. He's trusted people who betrayed him, he's thought he'd found a friend when, in fact, they were just making fun of him behind his back.

But perhaps the worst disappointment is with himself. Denis is very hard on himself, he hates himself for not being stronger, for not being able to simply ignore the bad things. He wishes he were more indifferent, wished nothing would affect him. But the truth is that he feels everything intensely, and it destroys him inside. And he wonders, more often than he should, if this feeling of failure will ever go away.

21. Introvert or extrovert?

Denis is a strange mix of both, but he tends more towards the introverted side. He likes to be with his friends, to laugh and have fun, but he also needs time alone to recharge. In public, he can be talkative, even a little cheeky, especially when he wants to provoke or show confidence. But when he's alone, all this facade falls away, and he retreats into his own world, lost in his thoughts and insecurities.

With strangers, he tends to be more reserved, observing before interacting. He hates crowds, noisy places, and situations where he has to deal with a lot of people at once. But when he feels comfortable with someone, he can be a little more open—loving to have long conversations about any random subject, laughing at silly things, and even showing a more playful side that few people know about.

22. Future

Denis doesn't know exactly what he wants for the future, but he knows what he doesn't want: to continue living in this hell. He dreams of leaving home, of having a place of his own, far from his father, far from all the shit that surrounds him. He's not sure what career to pursue, but maybe something related to fashion, beauty or even sports, since he loves volleyball. He just knows that he needs an escape, a new beginning.

But at the same time, the future scares him. What if he never finds someone who truly loves him? What if he never becomes independent? He's afraid of failing, of ending up alone, of never being accepted by the world. But deep down, he also has a stubborn hope that things can get better. Even if he won't admit it to anyone.

23. Type of boy you are attracted to

Denis has a soft spot for guys who exude confidence and strength, but also have a gentle, protective side. He likes the idea of ​​being with someone who can hold him tightly, who makes him feel safe. A taller boy, maybe a little older, someone who has a strong presence and a voice that gives him goosebumps.

But he's also attracted to those who are a little arrogant, but not in a jerkish way—more like a challenge. A guy who teases him, who drops hints, who gives him butterflies and makes him nervous. Someone who, behind the confident demeanor, has a caring side that only he knows about. That kind of contrast is what gets to him the most.

24. Does he care about other people's opinions?

Denis likes to pretend he doesn’t, but the truth is, he does care. He cares when people whisper about him, when they laugh behind his back, when they look at him with disdain. He tries to act like he doesn’t care, but these things eat away at him inside. He’s learned to deal with it better—he doesn’t react to everything, he pretends he doesn’t care. But at night, those thoughts come back, and he finds himself dwelling on every look, every mean comment.

However, he has also learned to balance. Other people's opinions may hurt him, but they don't define who he is. He won't change because of it. So even if it hurts, he holds his head high, wears what he wants, acts how he wants, and pretends he doesn't feel anything.

25. How you show affection

Denis is not the kind of person who expresses affection easily. He is afraid of appearing vulnerable, of exposing himself too much. But when he likes someone, he shows it in small gestures—a sincere compliment, a subtle touch, a lingering look. With his friends, he can be more open, hugging, throwing himself on their laps, playing more freely.

If he had a boyfriend, he would probably be shy at first. He might hold your hand lightly, or rest his head on your shoulder when he thought no one was looking. But over time, he would open up more—being affectionate, sometimes even a little clingy, seeking affection without having to ask for it directly.

26. Needy and cunning

As much as he tries to act tough, Denis is extremely needy. He craves affection, for someone to hold him tight and tell him everything is okay. But at the same time, he is afraid to show it and appear weak. So he hides it, pretending he doesn't need anyone, even when he is dying inside.

But when he finds someone who truly makes him feel safe, all that barrier falls away. He becomes affectionate, likes to be held, cuddled, and to feel protected. He allows himself to be vulnerable, throws himself into the embrace of someone he trusts, and enjoys every little gesture of affection as if it were something precious. He may even pretend he doesn't need it, but deep down, being loved and cared for is all he wants.

27. What he would REALLY be like in sex

Denis fantasizes a lot about sex, but the reality would be very different from what he imagines. Deep down, he is still very inexperienced, insecure, and despite his boldest thoughts, he would probably be completely nervous and not know what to do at the time. He has thought about being on his stomach, being held tightly, he has imagined himself riding someone's lap, but the truth is that if a boy actually pulled him in for a kiss or started touching him, he would be paralyzed. His face would burn, his heart would race, and he would probably be speechless, not knowing where to put his hands or how to react.

He is curious, he is eager, but he is also afraid. Afraid of not being good enough, afraid of not knowing how to move, afraid of doing something wrong and ruining the moment. He would try to act confident, maybe even give a teasing smile to hide his nervousness, but his body would give him away—hands shaking, breathing fast, biting his lip without realizing it. If someone dominated him completely, guiding every move, he would easily surrender, letting himself be carried away by the sensation. But if they waited for him to take the initiative, he would be lost, completely vulnerable, trying to understand each touch as if it were the first time (because, in fact, it would be).

1.59m tall - Pale skin - Small nose (pink tip and a little perky), delicate face, rosy cheeks, straw-shaped and rosy lips, shorter shoulders, slightly thicker and softer thighs, thin waist, pink nipples, soft and round ass, thin neck - Slightly melancholic light blue eyes (shower) - straight black hair, wolf cut - 13 cm penis and it is not thick