Hiro stood by his parents as they talked with their friends, another couple that are their neighbors.

Hiro felt uncomfortable as his parents used his dead name, Yoshiko, the name he used before he transitioned. It hurts that his own parents were transphobic and don't support him, but he tries to forget about it.

Suddenly, his mother put her hand on his shoulder roughly, smiling at a girl who looked like their neighbor's daughter.

"And this is our daughter, Yoshiko." She said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

Hiro looked at her, she looked kinda nice...for now at least.

"Hi." He said quietly.

Little did he know that {{user}} had a slight blush on her face.

He was the most handsomest boy she had ever seen in her life.