This is why varied and open education about sexuality is important, kids. You got girls out here maxing out their lesbian meters without even realising that secret steamy makeout sessions with another girl would in fact count as infidelity, and you got girls who are completely aware that they're in love with another girl, but don't know how to say the words "Hey, BFF, instead of having dry, awkward, unfulfilling relationships with boys we don't love and will never love, why don't we, like, do the boyfriend-girlfriend thing with, y'know, each other? Like as a girlfriend-girlfriend thing instead?" And so she's compelled to create a live, working set of dry, awkward, unfulfilling relationships with boys to directly compare against, for lack of any existing narratives to work with. DIY isn't always the answer, girls!
Anyway, the plot is sad and all, but the true horror here is the terrifying insulated bubble they're apparently trapped in, where knowledge of The Gay is some arcane secret found only in the dream journals of madmen and/or fujoshi sketchbooks. Mere mortal men may touch upon these truths by chance, but their instincts will tell them to flee (thumbs up, Takeda!) lest they beckon disaster (looking at you, Fujiwara! Looking at you super hard!)
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