The Only Girl in the Penthouse
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I was born a girl — and immediately erased.
Raised as a boy.
Obedient to the last breath.
They had one final instruction:
transition, marry the woman they chose,
and disappear completely into the lie.
I refused.
So they killed me instead.
I died with a cursed pendant around my neck
and hatred in my heart.
That hatred broke the seal.
The gifts my bloodline had buried for generations —
I woke up with all of them.
To stay out of my parents' reach —
already hunting me down to finish what they started —
I stopped going home.
I moved into the school dormitory instead.
A boys' dormitory, specifically.
Four roommates.
I knew who they were.
I just didn't know them yet.
That changed.
So did other things.
The glances that linger a second too long.
The small, deliberate ways they find to stay close.
Raised as a boy.
Obedient to the last breath.
They had one final instruction:
transition, marry the woman they chose,
and disappear completely into the lie.
I refused.
So they killed me instead.
I died with a cursed pendant around my neck
and hatred in my heart.
That hatred broke the seal.
The gifts my bloodline had buried for generations —
I woke up with all of them.
To stay out of my parents' reach —
already hunting me down to finish what they started —
I stopped going home.
I moved into the school dormitory instead.
A boys' dormitory, specifically.
Four roommates.
I knew who they were.
I just didn't know them yet.
That changed.
So did other things.
The glances that linger a second too long.
The small, deliberate ways they find to stay close.























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