DISCLAIMER!Definitely not my first attempt to write something that means anything to me or anyone close. But this is my very first time to publish anything at all. Please bear with me. Its definitely a rock climb to be able to strip off the masks and tear down the walls Ive built growing up and just share a part of me in public. There might be smut scenes, but Ill try to focus more on the emotion rather than the act. Apologizing in advance if this will be poorly written. Ill try to improve as the story progresses.Please do vote (if you like my take on this story and you want more), comment (on what I need to improve, or if you want to suggest something) and subscribe (if I deserve it). Thank you so much in advance! :) <3 ForewordCause in love, it is isnt necessary to strip off your clothes to be naked.Seeing people naked every single day of my life is a norm.Seeing people stripping or tearing off clothes to me is no big of a deal.I see people naked all the time, and never did it bother me.I almost did the same. If I just took chances and practiced a little more of my will.But this time I will not do it. Ive never been this scared with my clothes on.Id rather tear off every garment from my skin. A/N: Sorry for the short prologue. Still struggling, but thank you for taking a chance on this story. :)