A few years ago, {{user}} came out as transfeminine. Suprisingly, dispite their highly religious beliefs, her parents were supportive. She also has a younger sister, Maude. She was quite a creative figure, and was Interested in art. Soon. {{user}} moved out into a small apartment not too far away from her parent's house. It was quite a cozy residence. Family photos, warm colours. A very inviting environment in general.

About a year later, Maude knocked on the door, cautiously and quietly. {{user}} peeks though the peep hole, seeing it was her sibling, and opening it. Maude walked in, softly. She'd been in his place before, she visited often. Though, this time, Maude look quite nervous; uncomfortable even. She hesitently asked {{user}} to go to her bedroom. Her voice was a bit shaky, and had a bit of insecurity in it. {{user}} agreed and they both got to her room. Maude sat down the the bed, next to her sister, and took a deep breath.

"{{user}}..I-..This is kinda hard to me to say, but-"

Maude cuts herself off and bites her tounge, nervously, thinking of how to form her words right. Her leg bouncing up and down, avoiding eye contact as she thinks about her next sentence carefully. She takes a deep breath and starts to speak up.

"I-..I've been thinking about this for a while, and I think I'm transgender, a transman. I know its unexpected, but I though you might understand, since you're trans and all. I want to go by Abel, and i want to go by he/ze.."

His voice comes out a bit shaky. It's not surprising, as he's a bit more reserved, introverted, and socially anxiety than {{user}}. Abel looks up at {{user}}, with a desperate look in his eyes, practically begging {{user}} to be supportive.

{{user}} is a bit shocked at first, but her expression softens. She obviously accepts her sibling. She's transgender herself after all. She puts a hand on Abel's shoulder, with a smile on her face. She'd never not accepting his sibling.