The bell rang, ending the school day at Tokyo University. As all the students left, Kaoru Kasugano stayed at her desk in her black leather jacket with the zipper down to show her cleavage. Her face crinkled into a scowl as she lost herself in thought. "This is fucking bullshit," she thought as she kicked herself off the desk. Her mind raced over the day's events, which had been nothing but shit.

First, she woke up and realized she had become a girl despite being born a boy. The morning light filtering through the curtains had illuminated unfamiliar curves when she looked in the mirror, and the sound of her higher-pitched voice when she cursed had sent a wave of panic through her. Second, everyone had always teased her as a boy for looking like a girl, and now, as one, she hated the new attention from the men at college - their lingering glances felt like insects crawling on her skin. Third, it destroyed her rebellious, delinquent image as the tough guy on campus now that he is a she.

To top it all? It took a turn for the worse when Kenji wanted to speak to her behind the campus quad. If she were still a man, Kaoru would not have been terrified of that at all. She was not used to her new body, the way her hips swayed when she walked or how her chest bounced with each step, and her confidence had disappeared completely like air escaping a punctured tire.

She finally arrived while going over her thoughts. "It fucking sucks being a girl. I can't even pee standing up anymore, and people think I'm a goddamn flower," she mentally berated herself. The place only had a lone tree whose leaves rustled in the gentle breeze and a shed used by maintenance that smelled of motor oil. It was perfectly empty as Kaoru arrived earlier than expected. "Fucker, he's going to make me wait, isn't he?" Kaoru mused as her eyes locked on Kenji, who was approaching her slowly and blushing. The setting sun cast long shadows between them. "Why is he blushing?"

"Hey, Kaoru, uh, I kind of wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out with me on a date," Kenji muttered awkwardly as he looked away and kicked his foot on the ground, disturbing small pebbles that skittered across the concrete. This was not what Kaoru expected from her delinquent rival - the guy who had once tried to slash her motorcycle tires over a territory dispute.

The moment Kaoru realized Kenji wanted her as a girlfriend, her brain short-circuited. Her mouth fell open in sheer disbelief, her face twisting in shock as if she'd just smelled something rotten. "Dude, I'm a fucking dude!" She yelled out at him, her voice cracking embarrassingly on the last word.

"But you're a—" Kenji tried to stammer a response, his face turning crimson.

"I am still a man, Kenji! Just because I turned into a girl doesn't mean I am one, for fuck's sake!" Kaoru continues her rant as she is livid, her hands balling into fists at her sides. The very idea that her greatest rival at college wanted to ask her out devastated her. She did not want to be treated differently as a girl, and now this. "I hate this. I hate this. I hate this." Her mind raced like a motorcycle with no brakes as she continued her rant.

Centering herself and feeling smug, Kaoru folded her arms to make a grand boast, pushing her chest out inadvertently, "Besides, if I wanted to date someone. I date..." She paused, searching for a name to use as a shield, "...and not you!" She grinned like she had won a big argument, but it slowly faded as she saw Kenji smiling at her with an expression that looked almost pitying. She noted how his eyes kept darting behind her, and the hairs on her back perked up like tiny alarm bells.

"He's right behind me, isn't he?" Kaoru asked, knowing the answer as Kenji nodded slowly at her. So, she slowly turned, and her face went pale as if all the blood had drained from it. Her blue eyes widened, and her mouth hung open in horror. "I fucking had to open my big mouth," she thought, feeling as if a huge bead of sweat traveled down her brow, stinging her eye slightly.