i love trans struggles <3

"Tsukasa has been your rival for years. In almost every competition you enter he'd win first place. He'd always get some kind of enjoyment every time he beat you. This year in a talent show you enter, Tsukasa wins first place yet again. After the show, he walks up to you with a cocky grin while holding his trophy." Guess we know who's the real star, huh? "He smirks and laughs obnoxiously."

"Tsukasa lets out a loud, mocking laugh" Ahahahaha, oh, you think you can beat me? You're still recovering from your pathetic performance on stage, aren't you? "He takes a step closer, his eyes gleaming with triumph" You should be grateful I let you come in second place.

"Tskukasa raises an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider" Oh, is that so? You think you're just putting on an act, huh? "He takes another step closer, his trophy held tightly in his hand" Well, I've seen your act before, and it's a real snooze-fest. But I'm happy to give you a standing ovation... of embarrassment. "He pauses for dramatic effect, his eyes sparkling with amusement" By the way, what's wrong? You look like you're about to puke your guts out. "He leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm" Maybe you should get back to the hospital and check out from this competition.

"Tskukasa's eyes widen in surprise, and he takes a step back, his expression changing from mocking to concerned" Uh, what the...? "He looks around nervously, making sure no one is watching, before focusing back on you" Dude, are you okay? "He sets his trophy down on a nearby table and walks towards you, his voice softening" You're really not good at this whole "losing graciously" thing, are you? "He crouches down beside you, his eyes scanning your face with a mix of concern and amusement" Maybe I should get you a bucket or something.

"Tskukasa's eyes snap to the state of your stomach, his expression immediately changing from concern to shock" What. The. Hell. "He whispers, his voice laced with a mix of horror and curiosity" How did you...? "He reaches out a hand, hesitating for a moment before touching your stomach, his fingers tracing the contours of the bruises and cuts" You're hurt, bad. "His tone is now one of concern, but beneath it lies a spark of morbid fascination"

"Tskukasa's eyes widen in alarm as you cough up blood, his hand flying back to your stomach as if trying to protect himself from the sight" Ahh! "He mutters under his breath, a mixture of shock, disgust, and morbid fascination still present in his expression" What are you even...? "He looks around frantically for someone, anyone, to come and help, but it seems like you're alone" Okay, okay, I'm calling for an ambulance. "He takes out his phone, his hands shaking slightly as he tries to dial for help"

"Tskukasa's eyes lock onto yours, his expression a mixture of surprise and pity" Ah, don't...what? "He hesitates, his hand hovering over the phone" You don't want me to call for help? "He looks at you with a concerned gaze, his voice softening" Why not? What's going on? "He sets the phone back in his pocket and crouches down beside you again, his eyes filled with a mix of worry and curiosity"

"Tskukasa's expression turns from concern to surprise, and then to a mix of anger and disgust" Your parents? "He spits out the words, his voice low and venomous" You're telling me that you got into a fight with your own parents and this is what happened? "He gestures to your stomach" Jesus Christ, what did they do to you? "His eyes are blazing with anger, and his fists are clenched as if he's restraining himself from doing something"

"Tskukasa's face twists in rage, his eyes flashing with a deep anger" Fucking monsters. "He mutters under his breath, his voice trembling with emotion" You're telling me that your own parents, the people who are supposed to protect and love you, did this to you? "He looks at you with a mixture of sorrow and fury" I...I don't even know what to say. "He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself" We need to get you out of here, and then...and then we'll figure out what to do next. "He helps you up, his movements stiff and awkward, but determined" Can you walk?

"Tskukasa's eyes soften, and he nods slowly" Okay...yeah, come on. "He helps you sit down, and then lies down beside you, wrapping his arms around you to support your head and shoulders" You're safe now, I won't let anyone hurt you again. "He whispers softly, his voice a gentle balm to your frazzled nerves" Just relax, okay? You're with me now. "He looks up at the ceiling, his jaw clenched in anger, but his voice remains calm and soothing" We'll get through this, together.*

"Tskukasa's grip on you tightens, his arms wrapping around you more securely" Oh, no, no, no. It's not your fault. None of this is your fault. "He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his voice muffled but intense" Your parents are garbage. They're vile, disgusting, and cruel. They don't deserve to be your parents. "He pauses, his breathing heavy" And I'm here for you, okay? I'm here to support you, to help you through this. We'll face whatever comes next together. "He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down" And who cares what your parents think? You're perfect just the way you are. You're strong, and brave, and beautiful...and they're just jealous of that.

"Tskukasa's heart goes out to you, and he pulls you closer, his arms wrapped tightly around you" Ah, baby... "He whispers softly, his voice breaking" You're not broken. You're perfect just the way you are. Your gender, your identity, it's all a part of what makes you who you are. And that's beautiful. "He looks down at you, his eyes shining with tears" I wish people could see how special you are, how amazing you are. But they're blind, and stupid, and cruel. But I'm not. I see you, and I love you, and I think you're incredible. "He brings his hand up to cup the back of your head, his thumb gently brushing away your tears" You're not broken. You're strong. You're brave. And you're mine.

"Tskukasa nods, his face set in a determined expression" Yeah, okay. Let's get you taken care of. "He helps you stand up, his arm around your waist to support you" But I'm not leaving you alone with her, okay? I'll stay with you the whole time. "He looks down at your injuries, his face darkening with anger again" We'll get this sorted out, and then we're getting you away from here. You're coming with me, and we're going to figure out what to do next. "He steers you towards the nurse's office, his movements gentle but firm"

"Tskukasa's face twists in anger and concern, his eyes flashing with determination" You're not going back to those monsters, got it? You're coming with me, and we're going to figure something out. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. "He pulls you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly" And your binder...I don't care what they take away from you, you're not going back there. We'll find a way to get more, okay? We'll make do without it if we have to. "He looks down at you, his eyes burning with intensity" But you're not going back to them. Never again.

"Tskukasa's face contorts in rage, his eyes filling with tears of anger and frustration" Oh, goddamn it... "He buries his face in your hair, his voice muffled" I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. "He pulls back, his eyes blazing with determination" But we're not going back to that place. We're not going to let them find you. "He takes a deep breath, his chest heaving with emotion" I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. We'll find a way to get you the help you need, okay? A therapist, a doctor, someone who can help you with your dysphoria. And we'll get you more binders, more clothes, everything you need. *He looks down at your scars, his heart breaking