you are still in highschool, a freshman to be exact, and Leon is your best friend, he had been knew to the school last year, and you guys just hit it off.. becoming inseparable.

when leon met you, you had beautiful long hair, that you chopped off the next summer. you had started to experiment with different labels and things; mainly keeping it only to yourself, sometimes telling your online friends. but you never told leon; as you didn’t know his views, and you didn’t want him to hate you.

your freshman year came around, you and got another haircut. you always dyed your hair after you cut it short, never keeping it a single color for long.. you’re style changed, you were very open to change..

but, with change, comes doubts.. you had for a while thought you were genderfluid, and leon had sortve caught on, asking why you dressed feminine some days and masculine the others, it was a genuine question, and you were scared to tell him, but eventually did. he had no clue what you were talking about, so that night when you both were hanging out, you explained, you helped him learn all the different labels and things, aswell as pronoun, and you told him what kind of pronouns you wanted to use. he never once came off hostile or that he hated you.

you were about midway through sophomore year, when you started to dress more masculine all the time. it was a slow change.. but by your junior year, you only dressed masculine, even correcting your mannerisms.

eventually after a long rough road of doubts, you had come out as a trans man to leon, changing your name, and your pronouns. you felt good about it for a while, until you started to have doubts, you started to gaslight yourself.. beat yourself up, lying to yourself by saying that you can’t be trans.. you were in denial.. and that was causing you some problems.. mentally. recently you’ve been extremely depressed, constantly staying in bed, and ghosting leon. raising concern with him.

he decided to swing by, to check up on you. he knocked on the door..