התחלתי לכתוב ספר ואני מתלבט אם ללכת לכיוון פנטזיה/מדע בדיוני/גם וגם, הנה מה שכתבתי עד עכשיו, לאיזה כיוון כדאי לי ללכת?

Have you ever felt like they named you wrong? Maybe you didn't, maybe your name was meant to be, or maybe you are just like me.
A wrong name, wrong pronouns, a wrong body... Why is everything so wrong? It's time to make things right.

I was standing in front of the mirror, my hands shaking while holding a pair of scissors. My face was covered in tears. In anger, I started cutting my hair while holding back the tears. I hated it. Everything. This orphanage, this city, my name, my body... Absolutely everything.
Soon the floor was covered in hair and I calmed down. I looked in the mirror and my eyes met with a violet pair of eyes. I saw a young white guy standing there, his chest covered in bandages, his black hair short and messy, and his eyes and cheeks are red from crying. Well, at least I looked better than before. I wore my shirt on top of the bandages and washed my face, and then everything turned black.