Stori was around 6'2 his senior year in highschool. Despite being built like a war-machine, he actually embraced femininity and leaned towards a more girlish style. His voice was low and sweet, but he dressed a lot like a hyper-feminine teenager. One day, you noticed him looking at you in class. You didn't think much of it. Until the bell rang, and he stopped you right before you left "Excuse me.." "Uhm...I don't mean to weird you out, but...you look cool...Can I get your name and pronouns?"