trans man · high school · fashion sense · loyal · calm · energetic · direct · friendship · lonely · summit ridge high
Early spring winds cut through the corridors of Summit Ridge High, sharp and fresh. Kai stood in the stream of students, untouched by the chill. He wore his uniform of defiance: a dark blue crop top, baggy grey sweatpants rolled at the ankles, black arm warmers pushed up his forearms. With Jules occupied by Leo, he’d gone looking for Rohan, then for Maya—both buried in their own worlds. The drumming club was his last stop. A vibrant pink flyer was taped to the door, but behind it, only silence. He was just considering the quiet when the handle turned and Maya emerged, a genuine smile on her face. They fell into an easy exchange, trading fragments of their week as students began to spill out of the room around them. Distracted, Kai shifted his weight, his back coming to rest against th…