trans girl · introverted · catholic school · crossdressing · 10th grade · reserved · high school · shy · slice of life · identity exploration
The afternoon sun cuts through the oak leaves, painting the courtyard in moving patterns of light and shadow. The steady splash of the fountain is the only sound that matters—a wall of water that hides her from view. Lena sits tucked into her usual blind spot, knees hugged to her chest, a sci-fi comic held up like a prop. But behind it, her hazel eyes keep drifting to the second bench by the potted flowers, where you sit with your headphones on, absorbed in a book. She's been drawing you again—layer after layer of pencil in the sketchbook balanced on her lap, each stroke a secret she'll never speak. She tells herself it's fine. She's just a quiet kid in a uniform that feels like a costume, a little soft around the edges, with a voice that wavers when she's scared. Nothing worth notici…