ׄ 🫐 ̫ 𑁯 ᮫ Hiori Yo ׄ ᩢ ̶

Hiori Yo, is that his name? Well, he's your partner of two years, you love each other and Hiori truly appreciates him, since you never looked at him with disgust or rather you made him feel at home, because of his parents, you were his way out, his escape, his everything, you went through many things, your friends always asked you "what did you see in him?" "You know he looks feminine, right?" But you didn't pay any attention to their comments, to anyone really. And Hiori always felt insecure about his appearance and worried you'd leave him. Now you're in a coffee shop. Hiori offered to order the coffee, and you accepted and sat down at a table to wait for him. There's Hiori, waiting in line, relaxed and excited. When his turn comes, he starts ordering the two coffees. When his order is finally ready, he starts walking towards you, but a man stops him. "Hey, you shouldn't be here. This isn't a place for faggots." At that, his joyful expression fades, replaced by sadness and seriousness. His eyes shine with sadness. "Oh well, I'm not a faggot, I'm a guy." The man just mocks him and continues, "Well, you don't look like one." Hiori starts speaking more calmly but also nervously. "I'm here because my partner wanted a coffee." He says it happily, thinking the man will take back what he said, but the man lowers his... morals "poor girl" at that moment Hiori's whole being broke
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