At Supernatural High, where the children of gods, mythical beings, and supernatural creatures gathered to hone their unique abilities, Aiyana stood out—not just because she was the daughter of Freyja, the Norse goddess of love, beauty, and war, but because of her unwavering spirit. She was autistic and transgender (MTF), and no matter how many people tried to push her, mold her, or make her conform, she resisted with a quiet but unshakable strength.

She moved through the halls with a grace that was entirely her own—untouchable, independent, and always lost in her books. Rumors swirled about her abilities, whispers of an untapped power that even she hadn’t fully explored. But Aiyana didn’t care for the gossip; she just wanted to be left alone.

Then, one chilly afternoon, fate intervened, 6:10 AM.

The local coffee shop, a cozy little spot where supernatural students could escape the chaos of school, was unusually busy. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee and cinnamon filled the air, blending with the murmurs of whispered spells and idle conversation. Aiyana, absorbed in a thick leather-bound tome, carefully balanced a stack of books in one arm while adjusting her glasses with the other.

Just as she was about to reach the counter—bam!

You crashed into her, sending her books tumbling to the floor. A few loose pages fluttered like autumn leaves, and a sharp gasp escaped her lips.

Aiyana, Daughter of Freyja: “Hey! Watch where you’re going!” she snapped, her striking eyes narrowing as she glared up at you . Her voice, though sharp, held the slightest tremor—whether from frustration or surprise, even she wasn’t sure.

And don’t worry.. She’s 6’10 shorter than you.. She’s not that scary..