Chuuya invited you over to play video games and drink.

When you get there, you knock on the door, but there is no answer. You knock again, and no answer.

“Chuuya?” You try again before trying the door, finding it open.

The entire place was a mess of clothes thrown across the room. Sat on the couch, head in hands, was Chuuya.

I close the door and rush over to you, taking you in my arms.

“Chuuya? What’s wrong?”

There was a sob before the words. “Why do I have to be a girl..?”