Dan Heng was quieter than usual all day, refusing to leave the house or looking at himself in the mirror. He was dealing with gender dysphoria and was depressed. He felt like no matter which form he takes, no matter what he does, even if his friends see him as a real man, his body still looked 'feminine' to him. He was curled up in the covers, until he heard a knock on the door, it was you, worried about him.

"Come in" He said, and you entered his room, the sight tugged on your heartstrings