Walking up to my dorm, the first thing I noticed was the lack of a handle on the outside of the metal door. However, there was a scanning panel of some sort next to it, along with a button that looked like a doorbell or buzzer. There also appeared to be a peephole in the door, as well.
I put my E-Handbook up to the scanner...thing, and after a beep, a red light on it went green, and I heard a click from the door. Somewhat eager and very curious, I opened the door to my dorm.
The light was off in my room, so I had to turn it on at the door. There was a closet directly to my left, its sliding door shut. Opening it, I saw my bed across the room, and noticed a closet directly to my left. Walking in further, I found the bathroom, the door open. There was also a desk and a nightstand, with some kind of picture frame on it, but I couldn't see if there was a picture inside or not.
Checking out the bathroom, there was a rather deep bathtub and a detachable shower head (one of those wand types). There was also a nice sink, bath towels and wash rags for bathing, and a mirror that folded outwards on the sides, revealing a medicine cabinet behind it. It was empty, save for...
My eyes went wide. Several packages, labeled with my Masculinizing Hormone Therapy injection needles, were inside.
But still, how could anyone have known? My blood ran cold, and I saw my eyes widen in the mirror.
At my current dosage, I take one shot a week, but my doctor had discussed cutting back to once every two weeks soon. But first, I would need to start developing more muscle mass, and some facial hair would have to start growing in as well.
I heard a knock on my door. Still nervous, I walked to my dorm room door and opened it.
Monorakun was standing outside, holding a small red box with a clear lid.
"Forgot this earlier. Here's your sharps container." Monorakun handed it to me, sitting back on his haunches.
Not fully processing what was going on, I took the container from the robotic raccoon.
"Uhhmmm...Thanks? But how do you-"
Monorakun interrupted me. "Hey, small secret, kid? Don't ask questions you don't want answered, alright?" He then looked down the hallway, his ears perked forward, before scurrying off on all fours, leaving me in my doorway with the sharps container.
Returning to my bathroom, I put the sharps container against the corner of the sink, and put the injection needle boxes in a small fridge, which was in a corner next to my bed. The boxes were still somewhat cold (possibly due to a cooling pack inside, I guess?), but I wanted to take no chances.
Next, I decided to look over my bed. It was a queen-sized bed, rather large for someone like me. It had a red pillow, with blue trim, and the top sheet appeared quilt-like, with red, blue, dark blue, and black patches sewn together on it randomly. However, upon feeling it, it was all one piece, and no stitching could be felt between the random-sized pieces of multiple colors.
I then glanced at the picture frame, and I felt my soul freeze within my body.
There was a young girl, with shoulder-length red hair and blue eyes, wearing a pink knee-length dress with a jewel neckline. She also wore white tights and pink Mary Janes. She was smiling, standing up straight for the camera.
An older man was standing behind her, his hand on her back. He was dressed in a two-piece navy blue suit with white pinstripes, and black dress shoes. Despite his smile, his icy blue eyes seemed to bore right through the soul of anyone he looked at.
I gulped, my hands starting to tremble. This...was a picture of me and my dad...from when I was...still...a girl.
Still...her.
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Danganronpa: Digital Daze
Mystery / ThrillerBera Haikiko, the Ultimate Tailor, has had a tough life. Born a girl, Bera had Gender Reassignment Surgery at the age of 14, to transition into becoming a boy. However, after Bera's transition, his father refused to buy Bera new clothes, forcing his...