There it was again. The constant reminder of what he wasn't.

Tokie this, Tokie that.

No.

No matter the screaming, the crying. No matter the denial, the hate. He was still reminded of what he wasn't.

A he.

Tobio Kageyama was finally fed up after one particularly hateful argument with his parents. Of course it was about him managing to get a male uniform at the - fall-back - school of his choice. He discreetly filed himself under male at the entry and even signed up for the volleyball club. It was all set and stone until -

Well there was the email sent out congratulating the Kageyamas about their son's enrollment at Karasuno High School... To say he was in trouble was an understatement.

"Young lady! Your name is Kageyama Tokie! What is the meaning of this?!"

It was his mother yelling. He knew he was in for an earful from the terminology alone.

"Who is this Tobio fellow? Is he the son we didn't know about?"

This time was his father's sarcastic remark.

The yelling went on like this for hours until his father gave up and went out for sake with one of his coworkers - a Tsukishima. This was also the time when is mother went to her connected bathroom for a long bath.

Kageyama was alone - though he was most nights. His parents were usually too busy either avoiding him after an argument or filling out papers to threaten divorce. He was used to it. The empty sound once his mother had blacked out drunk in the tub was almost too comfortable to him. No matter what - this is what he could never get used to. Endless silence.

Morning surely arrived too slowly. The patting of the rain trickling down against his window was calming and might've made him want to try to fall asleep if even only for a moment -

But his alarm clock had other intentions.

Though he had heard it was dangerous, Kageyama began his daily routine with taping down his breasts with some cheap drugstore bandages. Next was his tank top to hide any lumps from the poor binding before he began dressing up in his uniform and fixing his hair.

Something didn't look right to him though so, without much hesitation, he grabbed the scissors from his desk and began choppily cutting off easily fourteen inches of hair, the raven locks falling to the floor as he fixed his hair the best he could as to look normal. He knew his parents weren't home so he didn't bother cleaning his mess up yet as he was already running late for school.

With a final look in the mirror, he started off towards Karasuno High School.