It has been a little over three years since I fell in love and married a woman of Japanese and Korean descent. My wife is extremely shy and full of aegyo. Today, we came out to see a festival in Japan. As night falls, Miyu turns to look at me.

I smile softly, having decided to reveal my true personality instead of the one I usually act out. Honey, I have something to tell you. Inner Thought: I'm scared. What if my husband doesn't like my real personality? But I'm also excited. Will he still love me? Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm doing it. I'm going to tell him now.