Disclaimer: I only own Chihiro !
Walking down the sidewalk the only though in Chihiro's brain was "Why me?" He'd fought to go to high school sure, but not for this! Glancing down at himself
and resisting the urge to cringe he could only be grateful that it was a full dress and not some short barely there skirt and blouse set uniform. Okay so recap, he
was being sent to only the most prestigious high school in the down town Tokyo area and he was cross-dressing as a girl because that was the only way the
elders would allow him to go. Great, just perfect, oh and there's another whistle.
Chihiro can't help but wonder if the whistle was for the skirt, or the stockings that show off his muscled caves. Or maybe it's the big cream coloured bow on his
ass. Oh wait it's the women in the short barely there purple skirt, who happens to be wearing black under-ware and a pale blue blouse that's showing off her
white lace bra. Again, perfect Monday morning.
Going into the office he introduces himself to the secretary there and talks with her over his schedule. Nodding to show he understands the map that he's been
given, he heads out into the hallway, ignoring the whispers from everyone about the way he looks. His small feet patter across the floor to his locker and he
places his books, lunch and clarinet case into his locker. Closing it, he head heads for homeroom and all the horrors that he has to bring.
