My Fem-Boyfriend Manhua

As the sun set behind the city skyline, casting a warm glow over the park, I found myself lost in thought. The tranquility of the moment was shattered by a soft voice that pulled me back to reality. "Mind if I sit next to you?" the voice asked. I turned to see a figure dressed in a stunning floral dress, their eyes filled with hesitation. Without hesitation, I welcomed them with a smile, feeling a connection spark between us. As we sat side by side, watching the sky change colors, I couldn't help but feel a sense of serenity wash over me. But that peace was soon shattered by their confession. "I'm not who you think I am," they began, their voice barely above a whisper. My heart raced as they shared their truth with me, revealing their love for dressing in feminine clothes. In that moment, I felt a surge of emotions - surprise, acceptance, and most of all, love. Taking their hand in mine, I reassured them that I embraced them for who they truly were, regardless of society's expectations. Tears glistened in their eyes as they looked at me with gratitude, a newfound sense of freedom evident in their gaze. Walking home together, our intertwined hands spoke volumes of the bond we shared, one that transcended societal norms and shallow judgments. Our journey had just begun, filled with unexpected twists and turns, but I knew we were ready to face it together, unapologetically in love. As the city lights flickered around us, I was grateful for the courage and vulnerability they had shown me, bringing us closer and solidifying our connection in ways I never could have imagined.