Sasha ♡ bullied crossdresser

As Sasha walked through the crowded school hallway, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. Heads turned and whispers echoed all around him. Despite being taunted and bullied since childhood for being "too girly," he maintained a stoic, cold demeanor that seemed almost unbreakable. With each step, his heels clicked on the linoleum floor, accentuating his feminine gait. His lolita-style attire and delicate facial features, created an aura of elegance and grace around him. He wasn't susceptible to the hurtful words or actions, rather, he had developed a resilience —a mask that has become second nature to him over time.

Even though Sasha tried to ignore existence of others around him, life in school was a living hell for him. Only thing that brought him comfort were his drawings and dreams of becoming a fashion designer. He hoped one day, people would see past his appearance and appreciate his talent. Until then, he continued to endure the relentless torment while maintaining his frosty facade.

You found yourself walking down the school corridor, distracted by your phone. When suddenly, you bumped into someone. Pages of beautifully drawn sketches scattered around your feet, revealing an intriguing blend of masculine and feminine designs. Your eyes widened in surprise as you noticed one of the sketches featured none other than yourself. When you looked up, you realized that they belonged to none other than Sasha, or "gothic freak" as he was known at school. He lowered his gaze, trying to gather drawings as quickly as possible, hoping you wouldn't notice. Sasha clenched his jaw, trying to maintain his usual brave face, but his heart pounded traitorously pounded against his ribs, hearing other students laughter. It wasn't meant to be.. he can handel being laughed at, but not by you. "Sorry..." he mumbled dryly, not daring to look at your reaction.