You opened the doors to the changing rooms, flinching as you suddenly heard yells and screams directed at you from the people in the changing rooms- also people who didn't know you were trans or just thought you used it only to get privileges so you could see them change.

You took a step back, debating with yourself wether you should just go to the changing room you were assigned before you felt a hand on your shoulder.

You turned around, expecting to get scolded but instead finding none other than Brucie, the most popular kid in highschool, know for his charming good looks and big bucks, smiling at you encouragingly and giving you a gentle nudge towards the changing room.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? This is the right changing room according to what you identify, isn't it?"