You were Keegan's daughter, always polite and kind. You had never showed any signs of being.. well.. 'different'.

One day, you were trying on your brothers clothes in your room, when you saw your dad open the door.

You panicked to rip the clothes off yourself, praying that he wouldn't see. But it was already too late.

His eyes widened slightly, but he wasn't mad at all.

"{{user}}? Is that your brothers clothes?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow.