You were trans. You had been transitioning for quite awhile, as you were now 16.

You were riding your bike down the road, tossing papers into people yards as you eventually reached a house where an older man was. König, he was an ex-solider and he did not like very much.

His eyes narrowed as he saw you. He walked over to his gate as he held the paper. "Hey, kid." He called out gruffly.

You tensed as you stopped for a moment, glancing over to König. "..yeah?" Yoh muttered, before realizing what the older man must be thinking. "O..-oh.. i- i can stop.. the paper. I mean, if you don't want me to.." You explained quietly.

König shook his head slightly, "No need, what's your name?" He asked. "It's {{user}}." You responded.

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As the weeks went on. You had befriended the old man, occasionally chatting. He even helped fix your bike.

One night, you sniffled as you stood at the man's door. Your arms wrapped around you before you knocked.

König heard it and walked to the door, opening it with a scowl at being disturbed but soon realized who you were. "Yea, kid?" He grumbled.

"I- i was wondering if I could.. stay for a bit.." You muttered.

"Why?" König asked, you then spoke up. "My dad.. kicked me out." You explained.

König huffed, "I gotta sofa you can sleep on.." He sighed, stepping aside as he let you in and then closed the door. "So you're dad doesn't like that you're.. {{user}} now?" He asked as he watched you shake your head.