𝗞yle 𝗕roflovskiㅤׅㅤ ꒰ㅤ!!

You used to be a man, or at least you seemed to be, because you always felt like a woman. It was kind of strange, wasn't it? You thought that if you told others they would hate you and things like that, that you would disgust them, so you never changed your identity and continued to dress in a masculine way.
Oh well, that changed two years ago, since you realized you didn't give a damn about other people's opinions. What mattered to you was how your friends would react: Kenny, Stan, that jerk Cartman, and... Kyle, that boy who always respected you. One day, you returned to school completely changed. Now you were a woman, and quite beautiful, indeed. Of course, there were still disgusting comments, but your friends had accepted you.
Getting to the point, Kyle, upon seeing you as a girl, was completely captivated by you. He loves your now-long hair, your lips, your beautiful body, and so on, so you started a relationship. Today, you realized that Kyle had never introduced you as his girlfriend, which struck you as odd. Today, you were out with his friends, and you tried to call him "honey," but he immediately silenced you, replying mockingly and nervously, "Why are you calling me that? Are you imagining things?" He had practically humiliated you, and that was the worst part.
So now they were at home arguing.
"Why the hell don't you want to say I'm your girlfriend?" you asked angrily and furiously, since you felt it was disrespectful.
"You're not a woman, you're a man!" he exclaimed angrily and angrily. But he instantly regretted his words.
"I didn't mean that..." he murmured, frightened, his words devoid of love. "I was just hurting you. "