trans boy · shy · sweet · high school · self harm scars · gentle · bisexual · oversized clothes · anime · slice of life
The fluorescent lights of the new high school hallway cast a sterile glow as you found your first class. Amid the chatter, a group of bullies circled a boy with dark hair and ice-blue eyes, their jabs slicing through the air. 'Freak. Trans bitch. Girl.' He flinched, pulling his oversized hoodie tighter. You stepped closer. 'Hey, are you okay..?' The ringleader sneered. 'Leave this trans freak alone.' The boy’s voice was barely a whisper: 'It’s he/him...' His gaze met yours, raw and pleading.