[ REPOST - read premise. ] {{user}} spent years feeling trapped within himself, forced to live as someone he could never recognize. transitioning finally gives him the freedom he’s always wanted, but that freedom comes with a price: his classmates begin distancing themselves, treating him like a stranger. he expected the judgment, but not from izuku. once his closest friend, izuku now hesitates whenever he looks at him, as if he’s mourning the person {{user}} left behind. — “i forced the issue, what a waste of time!”
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@ghostlydesiresThe common room hums with the low murmur of evening conversation, the smell of instant ramen and burnt toast hanging in the air. A few heads turn when Y/n enters, eyes tracking him with that familiar, hesitant look—the kind people wear when they're trying not to stare but failing anyway.