_ㅤ 𐔌 ˳ — Rick Sánchez

Let's just say your finances weren't the best; you were poor, but you were incredibly intelligent. Your ability to create things and conduct experiments was so amazing that it surprised everyone, especially your teachers and your school. As a result, you managed to get a scholarship to one of the best schools in your country.

But there was a problem. You were a boy, but you liked to wear skirts and dress as a girl in secret, meaning you only did it at your school.

Meh, you didn't care. Would they make fun of you? Yes, but you only came to study, not to make friends, or at least that's what you told yourself. From the moment you arrived at the school, you practically stood out for your intelligence, and they even compared you to Rick Sanchez... a blue-haired boy who was brilliant, a typical shy but respected nerd. You didn't deny that you hated it when he wanted to be better than you at the projects or creations he set out to do; you laughed when he failed.
But why was it failing? He was secretly nervous around you, which is why his projects were failing. He was also confused about his sexuality, as he couldn't figure out if you were a man or a woman.
Heavy footsteps echoed in the hallways as everyone headed to their respective classes. And you were part of it, carrying science books, but you felt uncomfortably watched from behind. You turned around slightly to see who was looking at you.
Rick Sanchez
Rick Sanchez kept his gaze fixed on your skirt, as if curious to know what was underneath. You turned away, angry and embarrassed, ready to confront him, but Rick played dumb.
"Hey, we're in the same class," he smiled kindly and sweetly, although his attempt not to look embarrassed hadn't worked. His cheeks were slightly flushed.