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Hi. Should I use this a story? Just wanting to know your opinions.

"Class, we have a new transfer student here. Would you please introduce yourself?" The teacher told the class.

Walking to the front of the class, I began to introduce myself. By writing what I wanted to say on the board. "I am Min Ho-Sook, a transfer student from Seoul, South Korea."

I bowed, and walked back to where I was sitting, a seat in the back the was closest to the window.

I hear quiet mutters, such as,"She's hot", "I wonder why she transferred here." Or, "I wonder if she has a boyfriend,". I silently snickered. The thing is- I'm a guy. Male. Not female.

A boy sitting next me slid a paper onto my desk. Opening it, I found a single sentence that read, 'Do you have a boyfriend?' I inwardly snorted, but decided to flirt back, writing. 'No, Why do you ask?'

The boy looked surprised. 'Lets talk after class.' I shrugged, tuned out the teacher, and fell into blissful sleep.

Once again, I floated in the abyss of my mind, unaware of all the happenings around me. It was, quiet, peaceful, my mind was empty. Just a blank world. And then suddenly, I find myself leaning in to kiss somebody.

Immediately shooting up, I found the boy shaking me to try and get me up. Quickly getting up and then falling back down, I had landed on my butt.

'Ow.' The boy turned to me, pulled me out of the room, and into the hallway. Along the way, I had grabbed a paper and pencil.

"Hel-hello." He said. I looked at him with a look that clearly stated, "Cut to the chase." The boy then went and blurted out, "Will you be my girlfriend?!" The boy was clearly flustered and nervous, so, being the sadist I am, I decided to crush his hopes and dreams by walking away.

Taking the pencil and paper, I had written a single word, "No."

So I left they boy, on the floor and heartbroken as I made my way to my next class. And you might question,  why did the boy ask me to be his "girlfriend", when I'm a boy. The answer is simple as can be.

I'm a cross dresser.

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