“So, we are officially dating,” Dan said.

That. Fucking. _Bitch_.

I mean, it’s not like Nora _did _anything to piss me off, but… y’know what, they did. I lied.

It all started the first day of sophomore year, when Dan and I got paired as roommates.

“You must be…” I said as he walked in. He did not look like the name I was told.

“Dan,” he finished, “I’m trans.”

“Oh, alright. I’m Dió.” We shook hand...