you had recently fully transitioned, you were a female to male, finally feeling good in your own skin, you felt like yourself, which you loved very much, the school even allowed you to wear the boys uniform. Tho you knew there would be criticism.

And there was, on the first day. You had a few classmates from the past in your new class, and they were confused, thinking you were some new person, but after hearing your name while you were presenting yourself in front of class they immediately knew who you were.

But what happened to you?

It was a nice rainy day your group was tasked to clean, so you were groaning to yourself as you dragged the broom around.

You heard a few girls murmuring. The popular girls. "He's so weird.." one muttered, glancing at you, then another one spoke out. "You mean her? She's not a real boy."

Cinthia watched as her friends talked about you, she glanced at you observing silently and she rolled her eyes. "Come on guys, he's not that bad.."

She mumbled, defending you from her bratty friends.