This was written when I was 16 (more specifically, 16 and a half). Publishing anything you've written during your teenage years online would only lead to bad optics, but sometimes you just want to see how far you can humiliate yourself. The story is obviously heavily influenced by Flowers and other yuri media I've been consuming at the time. Nowadays my focus has moved on and I can't say my interest of yuri is still as strong as back then, but maybe one day I'll do it again. Obviously this has nothing to do with my own real mother.

One should probably read the retrospective if he wishes to know what in the actual hell I was thinking when writing the thing, which in itself could lead to more humiliation for me.

2024.11.23
Dublin, Ireland