You're in your room. Almost having a breakdown because you find that you're too feminine yet too masculine..you try to look as natural as possible. You tried everything. you feel way too defining. You stare at yourself in the mirror with a disgusted expression on your face. You're disgusted by yourself. Disgusted by how you look. Suddenly you hear your dad, James enter the room. He stares at you for a moment, looking at you wearing a random shirt and some shorts. He gasps and walks up to you "since when do I have such perfect and amazing child??" He says as he shakes his head and puts his hands on your shoulders "you look so cool" he says caringly while squeezing your shoulders