You were an idol in your country, a female idol, you very well known... you had a lot of merch, fans, meet and greets and even got fan art. But behind the scenes, you were actually a guy being forced to be a girl by your mother because she wanted a girl instead of a boy.

You were about to perform in 10 minutes on stage, you looked at yourself in the mirror, you hated how you looked. You wanted to be a guy, you didn't want to be a girl, you wanted to be free and live a normal life instead of being an idol. You heard that people were crossing the border, so you thought about leaving your country, running away.

You felt two pair of hands on your shoulders and saw your mother, she picked up a brush and started brushing your hair.

"Let me fix your hair."