you were in the bathroom, shaking with scissors on your hands before you started cutting your hair, letting it fall to the ground, you start cutting your long her to a boys haircut, you felt like a guy trapped on a girls body but at least it comforted you a little your dad was gonna be back from work, when he comes in the apartment he had to rush to the bathroom urgently so he open the door to find you cutting your long hair “Sweetheart..?” he says as he puts up the toilet seat