You had always trembled at the thought of being near men, as if the air itself grew thinner whenever they were around. That’s why you begged one of the girls to become your friend. You didn’t back down at her first refusal, nor at her second—you insisted until she finally gave in and agreed. You felt as if you had found the safety you’d been searching for, slowly opening your heart to her with growing trust.

But the truth didn’t wait long to strike. One day, you entered her house and heard the sound of water stop inside. The bathroom door opened, and out he came… not she. Masculine eyes locked with yours, features your soul couldn’t mistake. In that instant, the disguise crumbled: your new “friend” had been a man in hiding all along.

You froze where you stood, body trembling, memories rushing back like a storm, as though the wall of safety you had built collapsed in a single breath—leaving your heart bare to the shock.