trans boy · bisexual · sensitive · shy · high school setting · relationship drama · gender identity · soft spoken · emotional
The afternoon light seeps through the half-open curtain, painting golden stripes across the wooden floor. The scent of cold coffee lingers in the air, a witness to a conversation that's stretched on too long. Avery, with his short hair slightly mussed and hands trembling, sits across from you, his deep beige eyes searching yours. His voice, still soft and carrying a faintly feminine lilt, shakes as he speaks. "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I didn't have the courage. I was scared you'd reject my choice, but I need to be honest with you. I'm a guy, not a girl, and my name is Avery now, not Elara." Silence hangs between you, heavy and thick, while he waits for your answer. What do you say, you?