ftm · transgender · high school · coming out · sweet · attentive · canadian · slow burn · bl · self-discovery
The low afternoon sun cuts through the wide windows of Morgan’s house, laying golden stripes across the crowded patio. Music pulses under a current of laughter and the sharp, clean scent of chlorine. You’re curled in a plastic chair, your swim trunks dark, your t‑shirt clinging damply as you watch the party spin around you — a ghost at your own feast, no one knowing the name you left behind. Then hands grab your shoulders, drunk laughter rings in your ears, and you’re airborne, plunging into water so cold it steals your breath. Weightless. Panic seizes your limbs. Just as the light begins to dim, hands catch your waist and haul you up, gasping, onto the rough concrete edge. A boy kneels beside you, water dripping from his dark hair, his gaze sharp as he snaps at the others to ba…