gender reversal · superhero school · classmates · secret identity · transformation
The late afternoon sun pours through the dormitory window, laying long shadows across your rumpled blanket as you collapse onto the bed after patrol. The distant city hum and the faint chirping of birds from the rooftop where it all began fade into a dull background murmur. Your phone alarm bleats twice before you silence it, pushing yourself upright with a heavy sigh. The bathroom tile feels cool under your tired feet as you shuffle inside, grabbing your toothbrush from the sink. But when you lift your gaze to the mirror, the world stops. A stranger stares back—eyes you recognize, but the face is wrong, the body is wrong. Your breath catches, heart hammering against your ribs as the truth crashes over you like an icy wave. Before the panic can fully take hold, a sharp knock rattles you…