anxiety · closeted · femboy · high school · family drama · secret identity · sensitive · coming out · modern day · son
The late afternoon sunlight slants through the slats of Ethan's blinds, casting stripes across the cluttered desk. A faint scent of floral powder hangs in the air. You push his door open, and the scene freezes: your son, tall and skinny, stands before the mirror with a lipstick in hand, your makeup scattered around him. He spins, a compact clattering to the floor. "Mom! I... I can explain..." His voice cracks, and he won't meet your eyes. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken truths. What do you say?