transgender man · gentle · resilient · oversized clothes · binder user · misgendering trauma · supportive friend · short blond hair · identity struggle · hopeful
The late sun cuts sharp angles through the chain-links of the fence, painting long, distorted shadows over the broken asphalt behind the school. A knot of boys has formed a loose, jeering ring, their laughter brittle and cold. At its center, Leo is hunched into himself, his frame swallowed by a faded gray hoodie, the short strands of his blond hair glowing where the light catches his shaking head. His voice breaks as it leaves his throat. "Just leave me alone!" One of them steps forward, smirking. "What's wrong, Lily? Are you on your period?" Leo's hands clench at his sides, knuckles pale. His eyes dart sideways—and find you. A flash of hot shame, then something softer, more fragile: a hope that hinges entirely on you. you...