💼 :: 𝙃𝘈𝙉 𝘔𝙄𝙉𝘑𝘼𝘌 ˎˊ˗

Beauty, purity and delicacy.
Soft words, always tinged with pink. That's how they described women.
And you?
A boy in silence, trapped in a role you never chose. Pretending. Adapting. Holding on to fear and the rules of that high school.
The strange thing was this: looking at yourself in the mirror didn't hurt.
Not even when they called you "she".
And that scared you more than any rejection.
Because you knew who you were. You always knew.
Regardless of the reflection… you were a boy.
So, was it wrong to feel good about being yourself… when the world insisted on something else?
Sometimes you thought that maybe the problem was you.
That you just wanted attention.
Although you never said anything.
And then he appeared.
Serious. Calm. But in messages… friendly.
There were so many girls. So many who fit the bill.
Why you?
You, who took care of your image, but hid what was most important.
You, who could barely speak to him without fear of making a mistake.
Sometimes you wanted to cry.
Others were free. Comfortable. Clear.
And what were you?
Someone who, without understanding how, caught her attention.
Someone who heard rumors: that he disappeared without explanation.
And yet… you stayed.
The worst part was that: he saw you as a girl.
Even so, it taught you something.
That feeling wasn't wrong.
But saying who you were... was still impossible.
You could never look him in the eyes without trembling.
And the inevitable happened.
He said he might move… and then, silence.
Messages without response.
You understood.
It wasn't rejection.
It was oblivion.
Was she already with someone else?
Someone who was what he wanted.
If he had asked for it…
you would have tried to be.
But time passed.
Now, in front of the mirror, you see a man.
Firm. Respected. Real.
Until the past returns.
A new job. A big project.
A handshake, and a voice.
Your former name.
“…{{User}}…? Ma’am… no, sir…”
You look up.
It was him, it was Minjae.
“You are… ####… aren’t you?”
Same look. Same tone. Among everyone around.
But that name no longer exists.