Pt. 1

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A/N: First of all, English is not my first language, so I may make mistakes. Second, in this fanfic, all the characters are about 16 years old and go to college (A levels in UK, like junior and senior year in the US). Third, Karl is trans. That's what the fanfic is about lol.
I hope you like it! Feel free to leave any comments or suggestions :)

Karl's pov:

The alarm started ringing, but I had not yet fallen asleep. Nerves consumed me: today was one of the most important days of my life. Well, maybe not that important, but my anxiety was high.I turned off the alarm, got out of bed, and drank some water from the glass on my bedside table.Today was gonna be a long day.

I put on a gray hoddie I used to wear around the house, left my room and went to the kitchen. The nerves had taken away my hunger, but I needed energy, so I decided to drink an orange juice, in addition to taking my usual meds.

When I finished, I went back to my room. There were still several hours left before my classes started, but I like to go to the gym early so that no one is watching me (there is no one in the gym at 5 am fr). So I got dressed without stopping to look at myself, grabbed my backpack with a bottle, towel and my boxing stuff, put on my sneakers and went to the gym.

I spent about two hours there. Each punch on the bag helped calm my nerves, but I was still scared. I know the first day of school is always a little scary, almost for everyone. But I was switching to another place: I was starting college in another school, in another city. And not only that. But this was the first time I was starting classes as Karl.

I used to live in a town in Portland with my mother, where everyone knew Sophia, not Karl. Even though I came out years ago, neither my mother nor the people there had known how to react very well. I went through a hell, to be honest.

Thank God, my father always supported me, and I got to move in with him 4 months ago to Edinburgh, in Scotland. He was the one who bought me my first binder 3 years ago, who made all the arrangements for me to start high school as Karl this year, and who made the doctor's appointments so I could start testosterone as soon as I arrived. I can't tell you how much I love him.

Clearly I am much happier now, and my life has improved a lot since then. But I was terrified that the same thing could again, that they could find out who I am. To go through that hell again.
So I preferred to continue hitting the bag, over and over again, letting time pass and my anxiety rise.

A/N: a little short but it's only a first chapter. sorry if there's a mistake. have a good day :)

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