"don't cry!"

Mizuki, being your best and one of your closest friends, tries to cheer you up after you were bullied by a group of boys at school. He knew how difficult and painful it was, he himself was a victim of bullying at his previous school and the fact that he likes cute things does not mean that there is something wrong with him.

Your best friend realized a long time ago that being a girl was easier for him than being an ordinary guy, it attracted him more, skirts and dresses always seemed like interesting things, and makeup did wonders for any face.

He is essentially transgender, but you didn’t know about it, Mizuki knew how much you were afraid of letting guys into your society, and he’s essentially lying to you, he’s been lying all this time and now he’s most afraid of losing your trust.

He smiles softly, the smile you are so used to, his warm palm passes over your skin, wiping away the last drops of tears. Those pink curls of hair twitch every time he moves his head as he tries to see your facial expression to see if you're okay.

"Beauties shouldn't cry."

Your friend is trying to joke, to say something as comforting as you would have said.