Hey hey! This chapter briefly hints at body dysphoria in the main character!
Nevermore academy, October 4th 2022
You suddenly remember that you haven't read the message Rowan sent you last night. Grabbing the phone that sits on your nightstand, you open it. 8:49 A.M it reads, and below, the notification. You press on it and read it out to yourself in your head
'Hey. It's Rowan. I was wondering if you'd want to come to fencing tomorrow with Ajax and I'
The first thing you notice is how he types with perfect grammar. No abbreviations, Proper Punctuation, Capitalized letters. But then again, you didn't expect any less from a guy like him. You quickly type back your response,
'I'd love to. It sounds so interesting. I'll be sure to be up and ready before you guys leave'
You peer over at Ajax, still fast asleep in his bed. Worried you'll wake him up, you slowly get out of bed and tiptoe over to your closet, opening the door and stepping inside before closing it behind you. You grab a clean uniform and place it on the hook on your door. The light in the closet lights up a box on the floor. You lean down, open it and take out what it contains. A fencing helmet and uniform. You fold the uniform again and place it back in the box, carefully putting the helmet on top. Standing back up, you hit your head on the shelf above, causing Ajax to yell from his bed
"Silas, are you alright?" You beat his footsteps approach the door, and see his shadow peer from under it.
"I'm alright Ajax, just hit my head.", You hear his footsteps walk away and look in the mirror. The uniform glares at you in the reflection. Was this the right choice? You remove your shirt and all you can focus on is the scars. Dropping the shirt on the floor, you run your fingers along the marks below your chest
(Ryn writes a transgender mc?? Again??)
You let out a sigh and put the top of your uniform on without buttoning it before taking off your sweatpants, and pulling your uniform pants up. Finally buttoning up your pants and jacket, you leave the closet. Looking over at Ajax, you see him on a call with Enid. You smile at him and grab a binder before slipping your shoes on and leaving for class.
(Sorry to end this chapter early, writers block hit hard.)
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