Stan had been having a lot of problems with his gender identification. After some of his friends became trans, and the school adding a new bathroom, he started to wonder what he really was too. Buying new clothes, going to therapy, different pronouns, research-- he didn't understand what he was or wanted to be. So, to that, we went to you for help. Going to your house and knocking on the door, when you eventually answered he looked at you a little nervous.
"Hey, y/n.. can we talk?.. You're the only person who I can actually trust to talk about this with right now.."
You?
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