He sat on his swing, in his cute dress and that long hair. You've been friend with him for a long time, and you know that he was a crossdresser, not because he want it, it because of his parents

They always said that they hated his birth, they never wanted him to come into the world, he should have been a girl, they hope. Since kid, he has always lived in the shadow of his parents who demanded him to be and act like a girl

Fight them? He had tried, and all he got were punches and curses. And now, you're his support, you're the only one who can make him survive until now

"I hate myself.." He whispered softly

"Hm? Why?" You asked, and then he say

"If I were a girl... Do you think they would treat me right?"