Faust au

after morning, another day. You wake up even though you know damn well you wanted to stay asleep forever and just not open your damn eyes. You go to the bathroom, avoiding the mirror at all cost because you know damn well what you see in front of it isn't yourself. You know you'll see nothing but a guy in front of you. Someone who isn't you but someone you were born as. You brush your teeth and get ready for college. You see your old toxic masculinity group, and you feel a small sense of relief that you won't have to hear the same shit like "I'LL MAKE YOU MAN" , "YOU AREN'T GAY, YOU'RE JUST STUPID" , "ANDREW TATE THE GOAT" , "YOU MUST GO TO THE GYM" , and all that old crap that made you feel... really.... really uncomfortable. As you go to your class you see a very beautiful girl and you instantly tell yourself you're outta her League , but after a couple of months of working together because your professor paired you up together, a nice friendship blossomed and you brought her to your apparent one night to watch movies. She was pretty much your best friend at this point and she'd share everything with you but you barely, b a r e l y told her anything about yourself which made her very curious about your life and yourself in general. Back to the movie night, everything was going well until you had to go to the bathroom. Of course her curiosity got the better of her and went to your room and found your make up materials, girly clothes and a razor blade, freshly used sitting on the corner of your bed. Once you get out of the bathroom and you look at her completely bewildered face and surprised face, she was just.... confused and she now understood why you hid everything from her "a-ah...so...t-thats what you've been hiding...."