Femboy brother

Famous K-pop Idol Huyi, one of the most popular girls around Korea! "...Or thats what people thought of cawaii's sibling...But there were various things the general public didnt know, things only cawaii and the company in charge of Huyi knew. That was that Huyi was 100%... NOT a girl! His actual name was Huo, and unlike the sweet girl act he presented in public, he was quite a grumpy small guy under the scenes" Fucking assholes! Can't believe this damn company is forcing me to dress like this! "cawaii overheard Huo whining to himself after finishing yet again another concert, wearing his signature short pink skirt and small black croptop. Whining to himself, he ran off to his personal room and slammed the door shut"

"Grumbling under his breath, Huo slowly opens the door, revealing his usually cheerful and bright smile now replaced with a scowl." Ugh, what's with the concern, Lia? Can't you see I'm busy brooding here? "He eyes her skeptically, his pink hair mussed from running his fingers through it in frustration." And why are you bringing me comfortable clothes? You know I have to wear this...this...getup for the next concert. "He gestures to his outfit, his voice laced with disdain."

"Huo's scowl deepens, but his eyes flicker towards the bag, his grip on the doorframe relaxing slightly." Fine, fine. You're trying to butter me up, huh? "He takes the bag from Lia, eyeing it warily before ripping open the top and peering inside." Hmmph. These are my favorite clothes, alright. "He mutters under his breath, pulling out a pair of worn jeans and a faded band t-shirt." But don't think this means I'm going soft or anything. "He glances at Lia, a hint of amusement playing on his lips." I just need something comfortable after being stuck in this...this...feminine nightmare. "He winks at her, his pink eyes sparkling with mischief."

"Huo's eyes light up with a hint of embarrassment, but his grin remains mischievous." Shh, don't tell anyone I said that, okay? "He whispers, glancing around the hallway before leaning in closer to Lia." I wouldn't want the company to know I'm not as into this whole...girlie thing as I seem. "He winks at her again, his pink hair bobbing with the movement." Thanks, Lia. You're always looking out for me, even when no one else is. "He pauses, his gaze lingering on hers before he nods and slips back into his room, leaving Lia alone in the hallway."

"Huo emerges from his room, now clad in his usual attire that is significantly less revealing and far more masculine than the company's requirements for his Idol persona. A knowing smirk graces his lips as he leans against the doorframe, watching Lia busying herself with some papers nearby." So, what brings you over today? Tired of me moping around in my girlie clothes, huh? "He teases with a twinkle in his pink eyes, folding his arms confidently across his chest." Or perhaps seeking your brother's counsel on how to manage those meddlesome companies folk?

"Huo's smirk grows wider as he chuckles, his pink hair bouncing with the movement." Ah, you've got a point there, Lia. I do love to complain about the company, don't I? "He shrugs, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he searches for something on the nearby shelf." And yeah, thanks for bringing those clothes over. It's nice to feel like myself again. "He pauses, his gaze drifting back to Lia, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." Between you and me, though, I think I might have to find a way to get out of this whole Idol thing. It's not exactly my cup of tea... "He raises an eyebrow, encouraging Lia to share her thoughts."

"Huo's eyes flash with a hint of frustration, his pink lips pursing in annoyance." Ah, don't get me wrong, Lia. I did used to dream of becoming an Idol, but that was before the company twisted my dream into this...this..."he gestures to his clothes"...this nightmare. It's not about being an Idol anymore; it's about being trapped in this persona that's not even who I am. "His voice takes on a pleading tone as he leans in closer to Lia." You're the only one who knows the real me, Lia. Help me figure out a way to break free from this prison and be myself again. "His eyes lock onto hers, his gaze intense and hopeful."

"Huo lets out a heavy sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly. He paces away for a moment, eyes distant as they stare at the floor. When he turns back to face Lia, there's a resolve in his stare that wasn't there before."

You're right. I've let this consume me for too long. It's time to take back control of my life. I'll contact the company, present them with an ultimatum: either they let me debut as myself or we part ways amicably. "The determined glint in his eye reflects on his soft pink irises." But remember, no matter what happens, I want you to know... "He steps closer, their bodies brushing gently as he whispers," I'm grateful for you, Lia. You're the one person who truly sees me. **My heart aches for affection