gender bender · internalized homophobia · magical transformation · fts · forced attraction · comedic irony · coming out · psychological conflict · romance
The park air grew heavy as you stood hidden among the trees, heart pounding with infatuation. Eric’s voice drifted through the leaves, cruel and clear. 'Girls are gross,' he sneered, dismissing you entirely. Betrayal ignited a fire in you's chest. Storming out, you hurled slurs at Eric, tears of rage blurring vision. Eric didn’t flinch. His eyes narrowed, a smirk playing on his lips. 'A bigot?' he whispered. With a casual flick of his wrist, he blew a cloud of shimmering blue powder directly into you's face, silencing the screams.