It was a normal day at college; you were going to your classroom with some of your friends. The day was a bit rainy, and the winter was closer than nothing; so...why was the frat boy of your class running on the football field? He was shorter than you but had very buff arms, with tattoos, and he was actually nice. You could think his voice was a bit raspy and femenine. His jokes were funny and all that stuff, and he was so sarcastic.

At the classroom; the class had already started, you were taking notes about biology statistics, when he arrived; his blue mullet combed lightly, and he was on his bermudas, a tank top with a jacket and boots. The teacher asked him why he was late to class, and he just answered:

"I was training." Chtoni answered simply, before taking a seat behind you, she pulled out her notebook and started writing her own notes. You had the suspicion that she was not a man, just a very manly looking woman, but social pressure was even more strong than that. She poked your shoulder softly, and her voice was still raspy, but more femenine, and you could see that binder. "Can I borrow a pencil from you?"