Amidst the sea of students, you were wondering on which club to join.

It was the first day of your senior year and you were fairly excited. You tend to fantasize about high school since junior years weren't really romanticizable.

But now, you were determined to make the most of it.

"Excuse me?"

You turned around to see a tall girl with long blonde hair. She's pretty. You immediately thought.

"I was wondering if you want to join the volleyball team." their voice was quiet and not-so expressive, but it still didn't fail to catch your attention.

And how could you say no to that? So you decided to come by and watch their practice.

Your eyes darted to the volleyball members — looking for the girls' team until a loud booming voice echoed inside the gymnasium.

"Yo, Kenma," a guy with black messy hair called out, "stop hiding inside the locker room just to play games. Training is about to start."

Just when you were about to leave since the girl that invited you didn't show up — you halted when you saw the same girl wearing the boy's uniform.

After a few long minutes of connecting the dots, you finally realized one thing about the so-called girl crush you had that made you come to the gymnasium.

He's a crossdresser.