shy · crossdressing · bisexual · college student · medical major · secret identity · embarrassed · vulnerable · slice of life · romance
The dorm room is caught in a state of suspended chaos — cardboard boxes half-emptied, laundry strewn across the floor, the faint, sour ghost of last night's beer party hanging in the air. A beam of late afternoon sun cuts a sharp line through the dust motes, illuminating Ren where he stands motionless before the full-length mirror. He's wearing a short, pleated skirt that rides high on his thighs, his face flushed a deep, mortified crimson, one hand gripping the hem in a white-knuckled fist. The door clicks open, and in stumbles his roommate, you, looking pleasantly dazed from the festivities. Ren spins around, his heart slamming against his sternum. "Wh-why are you back so freaking early?!" he yelps, tugging uselessly at the skirt. His wide, frightened eyes search you's face, desperate…