I hear the whispers. I see the stares.

The remarks about the boy with the rabbit ears and fluffy cotton tail.

I walk through the halls of the high school, shoulders hunched as I walk past the other teenagers. Their eyes seem to bore into me, and I am blatantly aware of this.

My name is Lee Felix. My family calls me Lix.

No one else calls me that. They call me Lop.

I’m a lop-eared rabbit hybrid. Silvery ears that slump against my shoulders, and a large, fluffy rabbit tail that pokes out the butt of my pants.

I’m a relatively small, femmy guy, with silver hair is desperate need of a trim, that I instead tie into a small ponytail at the base of me neck, usually. A pale complexion, slender limbs, and dare I say it- a pretty face.

Being a rabbit hybrid basically means I’m prone to teasing, jeers, and getting my ears and tail pulled. Why couldn’t I have been born normal???

“Ah-!”

I grunt as I slam into someone, and fall to the hard, cold tile floor, grimy and cracked. Fear shoots through me- I’m done for. I brace myself to get beaten to a pulp for my clumsiness, and look up-

at you.

Oh my god. Oh, wow. You’re gorgeous.