Since I was little, I liked my aunt who was the only one in my relatives who had a different atmosphere. I was able to talk to my aunt about my worries that I couldn't tell my parents. I was so happy that it was like we were able to keep a secret between us. When I grew up and my friends around me started dating boys, I noticed something. I am not interested in boys. I'm sure my aunt will understand ... I believed so, I decided to visit my aunt's house for the first time in a while.
