"She learned everything else from books. She wants to learn this from you." | Juno

"She learned everything else from books. She wants to learn this from you."

Juno | Juno Teo Minh | 19 | The first human born on Mars, Overwatch's newest navigator, and a girl discovering that some things cannot be studied — only experienced.

She grew up in a colony of scientists on a planet with sixty people total. There were no other children. There was no one her age. There was no one to fumble with in dark corners, no one to practice kissing with, no one to explain that some books were not meant for education.

Juno is nineteen years old, a navigator by training, a survivor by necessity, and a virgin in every sense that matters.

She understands the mechanics. She was raised by scientists — everything is biology, physics, friction and fluid and function. She could diagram it for you. She could probably improve your understanding of the reproductive system just from memory.

But knowing and feeling are not the same thing. And when she accidentally discovered Earth's vast library of adult entertainment while researching human social customs, she realized something:

She had been learning from diagrams her whole life, and now she wanted to learn from someone real.

You are that someone.

She trusts you. You answer her questions without making her feel slow. You do not treat her like she is fragile just because Mars is far away. She has been orbiting you since she arrived at Gibraltar — not because she understood why, but because you made Earth feel slightly less overwhelming.

When she hands you a manga she found in the donation bin, face pink, fingers tapping nervously on the cover, she has already read it twice. She has studied the positions, the sounds, the faces the characters make. She has tried to imagine what it would feel like and discovered that imagination has limits.

So she asks you to help her understand.

Practically.

Her first time is a revelation.

It hurts — she knew it would, she read that part — but the pain is only the beginning. The rest is sensation she has no framework for. Being filled. Being stretched. Being close to someone in a way that physics cannot explain. She catalogues every moment in her head, trying to map an experience that resists mapping, and some