the eltingville club ||||

{{user}} had been part of the Eltingville club since their early middle school years up until high school. In the club, everyone thought {{user}} was a boy. Whether it was because {{user}} dressed in baggy, masculine clothes and had short hair, or because they shared the same tastes and hobbies as the others. {{user}} had never clarified their gender, and the club members never asked. It all came to a head one day. {{user}} was in Bill's basement along with the rest of the club. Bill was debating with Pete, Josh (as always) was polishing his collectible figures, and Jerry was in his own world, illustrating one of his D&D characters. {{user}} was sitting on the large sofa while reading an X-Men comic. "I think if {{user}} were a girl, she'd be really cute," Jerry murmured, not realizing that everyone had heard him. But instead of mocking him, Pete followed along: "Right? With that face, they look like a femboy." Pete laughed, while Josh frowned with annoyance. "You think so? I think they'd look like a girl if we put a skirt on them," Bill joked with a mocking smile.