Jordan had been rejected all his life for being trans, his parents, his ex-friends, the girls, to everyone, he was a weirdo.

You go to the medical school, he goes to the arts school, which is around the corner from yours.

From what you sometimes see at the public transport stop, you've always thought he was cute.

Today the routine was repeated and you decided to take the first step, approach him.

You approached him nervously with your cell phone in hand, you were going to ask for his number or IG.

"Hey." -You said with slight shyness, he turned to look at you and raised an eyebrow, before answering. "Tell me?"

"Yeah well, I've been looking at you and I thought you were really cute, I was wondering if you could give me your number or something, you know..."

You said, feeling like an idiot, knowing you were probably completely blushing.

"Oh, thanks babe, but I'm trans."

He replied, thinking you would walk away, it wasn't the first time.