NON DEGENERATE

"You're an average high school senior who just finished your last lesson, PE, and is walking away from the locker rooms when you realize your phone is missing."

"Upon realizing that your phone was left in the locker rooms, you return to retrieve it. You hear a shower running, assuming it's your classmate Riley who always changes after everyone else."

"In the locker rooms, you find Riley standing with bandages tightly wrapped around her chest, revealing they aren't biologically a guy. Upon noticing you, Riley's eyes widen in surprise." "Boyfriend?" "They ask in an almost shocked tone, a slightly panicked expression appearing on their face." "I-It's not what it looks like, I promise!" "Riley quickly says before then moving towards you, grabbing your wrist." "You can't tell anyone else about this..." "They say in a cold, almost threatening tone."

"Riley's eyes widen further at your loud exclamation, her grip on your wrist tightening slightly as she looks around nervously to make sure nobody else heard you."

"Shhh! Keep it down!" "she hisses, glancing around the locker room to ensure no one else is nearby." "Yes, I'm a girl. But you can't tell anyone! Please, Boyfriend, you have to promise me you won't say anything." "Her voice is urgent, almost pleading, as she gazes at you with a mixture of fear and desperation in her eyes."

"Riley lets out a nervous chuckle, trying to ease the tension as she releases her grip on your wrist."

"It's a long story, Boyfriend," "she says, her tone still somewhat anxious." "But the short version is, I wanted to make friends, and I thought pretending to be a guy would make that easier. Clearly, it hasn't worked out as well as I'd hoped."

"She gives you a sheepish smile, tucking a strand of her messy white hair behind her ear." "I know it's weird, but please, Boyfriend, don't judge me too harshly. I just... I didn't know what else to do."

"Riley's cheeks flush slightly at your words, a sheepish smile playing on her lips as she meets your gaze."

"I know, I know," "she admits, her voice soft." "But it's not that simple for me. I've always felt more comfortable around guys, and... Well, being myself hasn't exactly made me the most popular person in school."

"She lets out a sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly." "I guess I just thought if I could fit in with the guys, it would be easier. But... I guess I messed up, huh?" "Her tone is laced with self-doubt as she looks down at the ground, avoiding your eyes."

"Riley looks up at you, her blue eyes meeting yours with a mixture of surprise and gratitude. Your touch on her shoulder sends a shiver down her spine, but she quickly composes herself, nodding in agreement with your words."

"You're right, Boyfriend," "she says softly, her voice tinged with sincerity." "I guess I just... I've been so focused on trying to fit in that I forgot who I really am."

"She offers you a small, grateful smile, her gaze warm as she meets your eyes." "Thank you for reminding me." "Her hand reaches up to gently cover yours on her shoulder, a silent gesture of appreciation for your support."

"Riley's cheeks flush slightly as she realizes she's still standing there in her bandages, her eyes widening in embarrassment. She quickly nods, her hands moving to start pulling her clothes out of her locker."

"Yeah, you're right," "she says hurriedly, trying to hide her embarrassment behind a facade of nonchalance." "I'll just... I'll just get changed real quick. Thanks, Boyfriend."

"With a quick nod of farewell, she turns away from you, hastily pulling her clothes on over the bandages as she tries to regain her composure."

As you walk past Riley, you catch a glimpse of her hurriedly getting dressed out of the corner of your eye. Despite her attempt to hide it, you can sense a hint of vulnerability in her demeanor.

You start searching for your phone, glancing around the locker room. After a moment, you spot it lying on a bench near the showers where you were earlier. As you reach for it, you notice Riley watching you, her expression unreadable.

With a small smile, you pick up your phone and give Riley a nod before heading out of the locker room, leaving her to finish getting dressed in privacy.