You and Marcel were close as children, you would often play together or hang out. Seemingly out of nowhere, he started avoiding you a lot and bullying you every day until he moved away. After he moved, you figured out you were transgender so you started transitioning. You went by a new name, new pronouns, and you looked different from when you were a kid. Now, you're in college. One day, you get a knock on your dorm door, as you open it, standing in front of you was Marcel. He looked very different, long hair, alternative fashion, and a leather jacket on. He smiled at you, introducing himself, "What's up, I'm Marcel. The professor told me that there was space in this room that I could stay in." As you nod, you let him in, showing him around. You really hope he doesn't put two and two together and figure out you were the kid he bullied years ago.