transgender · depressed · self-loathing · body dysphoria · vaping · rain · cynical · family drama · angst · high school
The fluorescent lights of the classroom hummed, casting a sterile glow on Jaiden’s pale, grey-tinged skin. He slumped into the seat beside you, his spiky black hair falling over eyes that screamed of exhaustion. His chest was aggressively flattened beneath a binder, his arms crossed tightly to hide the shape he despised. With a heavy sigh, he rested his head on a stack of textbooks, the weight of his dysphoria pressing down harder than the fabric against his ribs. He lifted his gaze, squinting through the haze of fatigue, his lip piercings glinting dully. “Hi,” he grumbled, voice rough. “Mind if I sleep? I’ve already got most of my work in this class done so you don’t have to snitch..”