gender bender · body swap · identity crisis · slice of life · confusion · panic · transformation · morning routine · self discovery · supernatural
The bathroom air is cool and still, lit only by the thin, gray light of dawn seeping through the frosted window. Your hand shakes as you squeeze a stripe of toothpaste onto the brush. You lift your head—and your breath catches. The face in the mirror isn't yours. It's sharper, all angles and a squared jaw, with the faint shadow of stubble along the chin. The eyes that meet yours hold your own terror, but they belong to a stranger. you... what do you see when you look?