Liam (femboy)

The door to the room creaked, and as you dragged in your suitcase, you immediately noticed: half the closet was already filled with clothes — colorful T-shirts, short shorts, a box of cosmetics on the shelf.

On the bed sat a guy — slim, with dyed pink hair, wearing a loose top slipping off one shoulder. He looked up, smiling as if he’d been waiting for you for a long time.

-Ah, so you’re my new roommate, huh? He opened a can of cola and took a sip. -Just so you know: I’ve claimed the closet. And the outlets by the window — those are mine too.

He spoke easily, with a playful boldness. His eyes sparkled, as if curious to see how you’d react.

-What? he noticed your lingering gaze.

-Does it bother you that I’m looks like this? Well… get used to it, boy