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Mafuyu never enjoyed being a girl but that fact never mattered. It doesn’t matter that long hair feels wrong, or dresses make her want to tear off her own skin. She has to be the perfect daughter and a daughter doesn’t feel these issues.
And so she acted the role of perfect daughter and got good at it : perfect grades, perfect personality and a perfect Girl. Though there was always something wrong with it always a fake.
“Mafuyu you have to try this dress on it’s just so c u t e” Mizuki screamed out in excitement. Mafuyu walked over there to get the dress they have in their hands and try it on.
While changing in the dressing room mafuyu caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, the typical feeling raced down her spine but she ignored it having years of practice.
“It’s okay you’re a girl you wear cute dresses even if you don’t like them it’s fine” she whispered to herself as she walked out even though there’s a false feeling with it.
Seeing her come out Mizuki questioned “do you like it you don’t seem comfortable in it” somehow them seeing through her.
“I fell like how I normally do in dresses they aren’t made to be comfortable to wear”.
A look of realization flashed through Mizuki’s face like they knew everything “have you ever enjoyed wearing a dress recently, or even chose to wear one”
“What”, confusion painted Mafuyu’s face for a second before it was pushed down’ “why would I ever wear one on my own choice and enjoy it don’t people only wear them because it’s what girls wear”
“No I actually wear them cause I like them not cause it’s what “girls” are supposed to wear people actually like to wear them”
Fear pored itself down Mafuyu’s face so strong to not be erased. “But if people like to wear dresses why do I want to crawl out of my own skin wearing them? Why do I always hate myself in them?” Tears rolling down their face they went blank.
Mizuki panicked not knowing what to do, how to handle the situation with a smile. They ended up running over to where Mafuyu was standing and put their hand on their shoulder.
“Hey it’s okay if you don’t know what’s going on. But how about you change out of that dress and we get out of here.”
“Okay”
Mafuyu walked into the changing room blankly. When they came back out they seemed a bit more present out of the dress
“Is there anything else you feel like doing today” Mizuki questioned not expecting a real response. Mafuyu already had problems choosing things let along after an event like this.
“No, you can choose as long as I’m home before curfew”
“ Okay then how about we hand out at my house for a bit. Seems good?” Mizuki tilted their head head while asking although they already knew the response.
“Sure”
As they walked to Mizuki’s house Mafuyu didn’t talk much but that’s okay. They can talk more when they get there and if not then that’s okay.
Soon they arrived and went into Mikuki’s room. Both of them sat onto the bed then Mizuki asked “do you feel like taking about what happened it’s okay if you don’t?”
“Alright we can”.
“Okay, so what were the emotions you were feeling while we were in the store” ,Mikuki asked not expecting a complete answer but hoping for one.
Mafuyu took a deep breath then started to talk “ I was feeling uncomfortable in the dress then somehow you realized I was uncomfortable and asked about it. When you said that people normally like to wear dresses I felt something I’ve never really noticed much before then I ended up blanking out until we got here”.
Mikuki was already suspecting Mafuyu could be trans and not realize it yet but that comment made the suspicion way more likely. It reminded them of when they had that one conversation with Rui on the rooftop that made them realize. Now it was their turn to play the guiding role.
“Have you ever felt happy being a girl, have you ever wished you weren’t”. Mizuki inched closer to Mafuyu while asking it knowing it’s a big question and they might react strongly.
“I never exactly felt comfortable as a girl and have wished to change somehow before. But I thought everyone felt that. Are people absolutely happy to be the genders they are”.
“Yeah most people are , but it’s absolutely okay and natural for you not to be.”
“What does it mean though, why do I feel it”. They were getting closer and closer to panic even though Mafuyu was refusing to actually show it.
“It can mean multiple things depending on the person only you can really decide that. And it’s okay if you never figure it out”
Hearing that Mafuyu walked towards Mizuki’s mirrors and pulled their hair back in a way that looks short. Looking in the mirror Mafuyu could see himself truly for the first time