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Kuriko Saiki.; a GIRL, a DAUGHTER, a child.
A goddamn individual.
"I'm not a girl"
The single sentence starts his story. Just 4 words rattled the nuclear family. Mom, Dad, son & daughter, turned to 2 sons in seemingly a minute.
This is Kusuo's life. He lives it on his own terms.
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School is hard. He's a smart kid, gets good grades. But it's HARD.
Hard to be called "She" and "Her" no matter how much he tries to correct them. He is only the queer to them.
Except 1 boy; Akechi Touma.. Touma is his friend. A true freind.
Touma doesn't care that Kusuo is female. Kusuo is just as much a boy as Touma, as everyone. But nobody sees it.
He just wants to be seen as who he is!
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Life sucks. It's hard and cruel and unfair. We all deserve better except for lucky bastards like Kusuke
He can hurt me as much as he wants, but nobody does anything about it. Ever. it's easy to tell who dad favors, harder to tell with mom. Sometimes I almost it's equal, that we are both loved the same
I Hate Being Wrong
I Hate Kusuke! I hate him and his disgusting thoughts! I hate the face he makes when I win. I hate hearing my name when he releives himself in his room!
I hate him!
I hate him!
I hate him!
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I don't like my dad. He doesn't care about me like he does everyone else. Like I'm a burden, or as if I don't need care.
I do dammit!
I've needed care since I was born! Needed care since I started reading minds and levitating. Having powers has never changed that!
The only sane person is mom. The only one who gives a fuck about me, and isn't trying to fuck me is mom. The only person I care about is her.
Kurumi Saiki is a god send. She fixed everything about my bullshit life just by being there.
I hope she is genuine. I can't bring myself to check.