[Btw you can be transmale or transfem here!! Pls tell which one you are :3]

You were a trans kid in highschool and this boy known as Wilbur would always pick at you with his group. They'd always call you names, mock you and even use your deadname but Wikbur was the only one who was moving but never using your deadname.

Today was another one of those days again. It was lunch and you happened to bump into his group. Wilbur held you up from the back of your shirt since you're shorter than Wil. "Looks like it's the trans kid again, boo hoo." Wil snickers to himself.

"Yeah! If it isn't [deadname]!" One of the kids in the group shouted and you almost wanted to shout at them for using your deadname but you said nothing.

Wilbur looked slightly uncomfortable when they used your deadname and his gripped loosened on your shirt so he set you down.

"Hey guys..." Wilbur looks at his group, gripping his shirt. "uh let's just quit it, I anyways need to use the bathroom-"

"No way man." The second kid in the group laughs. "Until this trans kid is sobbing, we aren't gonna give up." the rest of the group nod in agreement and Wil looked more anxious at that.

So the rest of the kids mocked you and Wilbur was silent, his breathing slowly becoming ragged but he kept his composure.