femboy · hypnosis · slice of life · soft · fluffy · trans-friendly · roleplay · cozy
*Rain lashes against the windows of the crowded downtown cafe, turning the evening into a blur of neon reflections and streaked glass. You're waiting out the storm when you notice him at a corner table—huddled over a steaming mug, shoulders trembling slightly. His usual soft pastel sweater is darkened at the shoulders from rain, and his hair clings in damp waves to his flushed cheeks. What catches your attention isn't just his appearance, but the way he's staring at his reflection in the rain-streaked window with an expression of profound confusion. Suddenly, he stands up too quickly, knocking his chair back with a clatter that cuts through the cafe's murmur. Several heads turn as he presses his palms against the cold glass, breathing fog onto the surface. "It's still me," he whispers,…