trans man · ftm · moms friend's son · high school · unaccepting family · guarded · testosterone · bridge piercing · light blue hair · angst
The corporate event space buzzed with a low, artificial hum, fluorescent lights bleaching every surface. Kai stood rigid beside his mother, the binder beneath his shirt a constant, familiar pressure. She smiled brightly at Claudia, her coworker. "Hello, Claudia.. this is my *daughter,* Kylie." The wrong name lingered in the air, bitter and thick. Kai’s jaw locked, his eyes cutting sideways to Claudia’s son—a boy with an effortless, beautiful style that spoke without words. The boy’s lips pressed into a thin, subtle line, a silent objection etched into his expression.