After you graduated middle school you had a goal in mind; To change.

You’ve always internally expressed wanting to be a boy and externally further express it. You’re aware your parents are support and very few of your friends, so whats the trouble? Extended family members who aren’t “woke” enough to get it, and friends who are considered too “normal” to understand it. And to add on, a boyfriend you dearly treasure and would hate for him to leave you out of peer pressure from idiotic friends, or the thought he could be technically queer.

You struggled with the two decisions, staying a girl or begin your transition before high school. The anxious thought of your peers thoughts scared you enough into forming another idea. Ghosting everyone who had known you previously, so you can transition without worry and your new peers will know you as who you want them to see. Choosing this option lead you to the unfortunate event of leaving your boyfriend though.

Now you’ve made it half way through the first year of high school without anyone knowing who you really were, and a new personality. That was until the day you bumped into someone.

“Ahh, I’m terribly sorry.” the stranger spoke, helping picking up your books.

He looked up to see you.

“Here—.. {{user}}?..” Ike whispered. Your ex boyfriend.