Mikhail Mishin, the life of a trans russian

~School~

22nd of November 7:30am
No one's Pov

Mikhail was on his way to school. Like usual. It was a cold, snowy morning. The snow crouched under his shoes, it was about -1,3°C, but it felt much colder. At this time of the day the streets of Moscow were filled with people on their way to school, while others went home from a party.

Mikhail Pov

I was waiting for the bus like usual. "Why is winter always so depressing?" I thought to myself as I looked off into the neighborhood before me. The khrushchevka (low-cost, concrete-paneled or brick three- to five-storied apartment building which was developed in the Soviet Union) were looking as depressing as always. The fog didn't make it better.

I closed my eyes and focused on the music in my ears, until I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, young lady, do you know when the bus is gonna be here?" A man, in his 30s suddenly asked me, my eyes went open as I looked at him. "In about 3 minutes." I answered him truthfully. My tone of voice was a little annoyed though.

I mean, don't my ushanka and the way I style my hair make obvious I'm a boy?! Still I can't blame him, after all I'm stuck in this female body, with that high pitched voice I can't even stand. Heck I'm glad I can make the voice in my head sound male, otherwise I'd be insane by now!

"Alright, thank you." The man suddenly spoke up again, I just nodded in response. I've never seen him before, but if I'd have to guess I'd say he's just another service sector (most common job in Russia).

After waiting a little the bus finally arrived, I took a breath and went in, paid for my ticket and sat down on a free seat. In my mind I already went over today's schedule and tried to mentally prepare myself for today. I'd have to deal with my annoying classmates the whole day again and being called a girl. Great. Since middle school I've always been the weird kid, I never really found any friends, right now I'm spending my break time with two girls every day though. Do I even need to explain that we aren't friends or something? Mostly I'm just sitting with them and listening to them talking with each other, while I'm just kinda there, happy to not being alone. As far as I know they've been best friends ever since 5th grade, which are three years, I joined their duo at the end of 7th grade and honestly I don't regret it. I mean yeah they don't really like me or include me in their conversations, but at least I'm not sitting alone.

As my thoughts went on, focusing on that topic again the bus ride continued. After about 20 minutes we arrived at my station, so I quickly grabbed my stuff and got off the bus.

I checked my clock 7:52am. I signed in relief that I'll at least be a little earlier to class, that way I won't get scolded by the teacher.

When I entered my classroom I was immediately hit by many loud noises of people chatting. After taking a breath I went ahead and sat down at my desk. It didn't take long to hear a loud "Hi Sasha!" Coming from my right, from no other than one of the girls I hang out with, the other one just silently sat at her desk and gave me a nod.

I fake smiled at her, Internally yelling that she shouldn't call me Sasha, my "name" but instead Mikhail, my name. I signed silently and just let it be. "Hi Anastasia." I greeted her back and got my stuff for class out. I looked to my left, at my table partner, when he took notice of me he groaned and looked at the windows, away from me.

I signed and looked away from him as well, ever since we were told to sit next to each other he's been complaining about not wanting to sit next to me, asking if he can't sit somewhere else, even next to the teacher at the front. I then looked to my right, there sat another girl, just chatting with her friend. One of the first times I interacted with her was in 7th grade when she was told to sit next to me in art class, complaining how she didn't want to sit next to the "weird depressed kid". Back then I was mad at her for calling me that, but nowadays I understand her. I am pretty weird after all. But she changed her opinion about me. When it was announced that she should sit next to me as well I heard her saying "Well Sasha is good."

I felt happy in that moment. After her not liking me for quite some time it was refreshing to knew she at least didn't view me as someone bad to sit next to.

Soon the teacher arrived, our first class for the day was history, which I didn't mind at all. I was actually pretty good in history.

No one's Pov

The history teacher started explaining something about the collapse of the Osman empire and eventually wrote something down. "Hey, do you know what he wrote after "then the men"?" The girl to Mikhail's right suddenly asked. "Recognized." He simply answered. "Well, that word wasn't recogniseable at all." The girl muttered. "Yeah, I was only guessing what he wrote there as well, but in the context it makes sense." The girl chuckled, Mikhail couldn't tell if she found his sentence funny or thought he was weird for trying to he funny. Probably the last one though.

~End of the first chapter~
Honestly I don't like at all how I wrote this, so I'll probably change it later. For those who got confused, Sasha is Mikhail's death name, but since he isn't out to anyone everyone still calls him that. Also random ass fact but the class is based of of mine. At the start of math class the boy sitting next to my left complained about wanting to sit somewhere else for about 5mins, it was the first day of us both sitting next to each other. We haven't talked since then, idk what he has against me 💀.

The girl sitting next to me (and Mikhail's) right actually called me "Emo kid" back then in art class as well. And another fact about her and me, in that same math class where the boy complained about sitting next to me, she actually put something that belonged to her (her iPad keyboard) onto my desk, knowing very well my arm was just above it. Does anyone know what she meant by that? Anyways I blushed when I realised she trusted me enough to put something expensive onto my desk 🤭 (she was sitting right next to me and probably watched that I didn't accidentally broke it or something, but heyyy, there's always a reason to be delulu-).

As you can probably tell, Mikhail is based off me and so I'll probably put a lot of stuff that happens to me irl into this story, but with different names (there's also stuff that didn't happen to me irl, since i don't wanna only share stories about my life).

Since my yapping is probably only get more, I'll stop myself here with an apology for not writing for so long. I wasn't online on wattpad for some time and so it logged me out of my account and I forgot my email 💀, but I'm back now so I'll write more, I promise!

Anyways stay safe, ily and have a great day/night!

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