Chapter 1: Moving Day It was early September when Kevin wheeled his modest suitcase into the lobby of the brick-lined student apartment building just off campus. The sun was still clinging to the summer heat, and everything from the asphalt to his nerves felt warm and anxious. College was supposed to be a fresh start. A new city, a new routine, a new roommate. But Kevin carried with him something much older: a suitcase tucked deep under his bed that never made it out into the daylight. Inside that suitcase was Kiara, his truest self. Lace bralettes in pastel colors, sheer panties with little bows, a couple of skater skirts, two bodycon dresses from a clearance sale, a pair of worn-out but beloved pink kitten heels, and a blonde synthetic wig with soft curls. These weren't just clothes. They were Kiara’s armor, her comfort, her joy. But no one knew. Not even his family. Especially not them. Ash had arrived a few hours earlier. She was loud, cheerful, and messy in a charming way. Wh...
It was a crisp February evening in the city, and the air was tinged with a bite of winter’s chill. The streets, alive with energy, seemed to sparkle as the glow from streetlights reflected off the pavements, creating a magical ambiance. Every corner of the city had been decorated for the occasion, with shades of red and pink cascading down shop windows, lampposts, and even in the hearts of passersby. Valentine’s Day was in full swing, filling the air with an unmistakable buzz, as people rushed through the night, eager to celebrate love in all its forms. Amidst the bustling crowd, Emma—graceful, thoughtful, and confident—was walking with a sense of purpose, a soft smile on her face. She had been eagerly anticipating this evening for weeks. But unlike the typical romantic plans that Valentine’s Day often brought—flowers, chocolates, or a fancy dinner—Emma’s heart raced with excitement for a different kind of evening. Tonight, she was meeting someone she had never expected to meet, ...