Yarichin☆Bitch Club: New Transfer

1: Enishi O'Reilly

A slender figure wheeled their bags to their room. Their hair was a bright ginger, their eyes a gorgeous indigo-blue. They were short for a man, their frame very soft.His nose was rounded and cute, his eyes large and double-lidded unlike a normal Japanese man's. His skin was light, like a peach. His hair was clipped back at the top in an attempt to keep it out of his eyes. He had a very intimidating expression on his face. He looked for his name, sporting his new school uniform. He wasn't too keen on it, but was grateful he packed sweaters to wear instead of the dark colored suit top. His sense of direction was bad, leading him to ask for directions from a few people passing by. His voice wasn't very deep, childish almost. After getting directions to his room he rushed for it. When he reached the door he froze. There was another name on the sign outside; Takashi Toono. He felt himself began to sweat and knocked on the door. It was quite late and he wasn't sure wether or not the person inside was up. When the door opened, revealing a brown-haired and green-eyed boy, he felt his chest tighten up, nervousness settling in.

"Ah... hello?" He said, confused. He was dressed in pajamas at this point.

"S-sorry, I thought this was my room. Could you tell me where this room is?" He showed him the paper, and he directed him to the room opposite of them. He thanked him and turned to leave.

"What's your name?" He asked suddenly, causing the boy to stop before opening his room door.

"I'm Enishi O'Reilly, you can call me Enishi," he said. The man was taken aback slightly.

"Ah, you're a foreigner. Here in Japan we don't use one another's first names unless were very close," he stated.

"I'm sorry-" "But, you can call me Toono, Takashi Toono," he gave a polite smile and waved goodbye as he enter his room.

With a sigh of relief, Enishi entered his room. He closed the door, locked it, and fell to the floor his heart racing. After a few deep breaths he got up and began placing his sheets on his bed. They were white, nothing exciting. He placed pictures on his dresser of his mother and him, his older sister and him, and a family picture from when his sister and him had been quite young. He put his clothes away, got out his things for class the next day, and sat back, admiring his new space.

He looked at time and decided to get ready for bed. He began to unbutton his uniform, shrugging it off and placing it neatly in a drawer. It wasn't dirty, he'd only worn it for an hour. When he finally undressed himself it was seen that he wore a nude colored binder over his chest and feminine boxers. He unclipped his hair, letting it fall loosely around his face. He was actually a yet to transition woman. He had a very toned figure for a someone born a female, his arms holding a bit of muscle mass. His wrists were thin and dainty, his thighs and rear a bit more voluptuous. He put on a full set of pajamas that were a baby blue color. His phone went off and he checked it. The little green phones screen lit up with the word 'Dad'. He'd left him a text message.

'Eniko, your mother told me you're going to an all boys school. I can't believe you. You're a disgrace to the O'Reilly name. You can still come back, but not as Enishi. As Eniko.'

Enishi ignored the message, deleting it. He was not Eniko, he was Enishi. He was a boy. Just because he didn't have the parts yet, didn't mean he wasn't one on the inside. He texted his mother and sister goodnight, telling them that he'd settled in alright. His sister said her significant other and her sent love from France. Enishi smiled, going to sleep.