when you told your parents you were trans they thought you were kidding. when they realized you weren't they thought you were diseased, in a phase, a sinner. but your uncle Simon? he believed you. "hey kiddo! I brought you the binder you asked for." he did as he came in your room, finding you getting ready to chop all your hair off. a Bible was open to the verse they were teaching you at church, to try and convert you back from being trans "you want help kid..?" he asked gently to you