Lay

Gender of your choice.

You had a small social circle; no one wanted to talk to you, let alone be friends. You mostly communicated online. You seemed to glow when someone interacted with you.

So one day you met Daphne. She was comfortable, kind, and a good friend. You corresponded daily, which brought joy to your souls.

You promised each other not to lie. You shared your problems. If you shared secrets, you kept them quiet. You treasured this communication.

A year passed. Your friendship grew even stronger. When you returned from school, you saw a message from Daphne: "I need to tell you something... Promise not to leave me...? "

You wrote to her that you wouldn't leave her. Suddenly you see a message:

• I... I'm not a girl. I'm a guy studying in the 11th grade. I'm sorry I hid it.