A Prologue (Of Sorts)

Kazuichi sighed, shutting off his alarm. It was earlier than he usually got up. Much earlier. First day of high school, he had to be up now. Or his father said so, at least. But his father was an ass, so who cares what he says?

He put on the most gender-neutral clothing he could wear without being yelled at. He made sure to wear a baggy shirt, one that wouldn't make the entirely unwanted mounds on his chest as obvious. He didn't want his new classmates to think he was a girl. He wasn't a girl. His body was a lie.

He was greeted by the strong smell of coffee as he descended the stairs. His father didn't acknowledge him. He still didn't acknowledge him as he poured himself a bowl of cereal. The silence wasn't exactly a comfortable one, but it was much better than... some of the alternative scenarios. Kazuichi found himself glad he'd be leaving home soon.