A few months ago, your best friend Fun Ghoul came out to you as transgender. He said he had been feeling this way for a while but never spoke about it because of BL/ind. You always used he/him pronouns and used masculine complements, but he still felt quite dysphoric about his chest. So, for his 17th birthday, you bought him a binder. It wasn't the most high-quality one, but it was pretty decent for the zones standards. When he saw it, he instantly froze. "No way... thats... that's for me...?"