(Caption) If I were a girl (Patreon)

Lester has purple hair, sparkling green eyes, and skin as pale as snow. If one didn't know him well, it would be hard to imagine that he was actually a boy. Because of this girly appearance, many people teased him, leaving him in sadness. Suddenly, he wondered whether things would be different if he was really a girl.

Lester chose a black, lolita-style dress decorated with delicate floral patterns and shiny pearls. With white sleeves and gloves, the whole thing looked elegant. He looked in the mirror and carefully combed his long purple hair, braiding it into a delicate twist with a pink hair tie. Then, he put on a black butterfly hair accessory, adding a touch of mystery. After applying light makeup, he smiled at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, grabbed a compact black handbag, and prepared to walk out of the house.

Today was the town's annual garden party, and Lester planned to go to it in this getup. It was a chance for him to show off his girly side. Walking along the town's stone path, the sunlight poured over his hemline and shimmered charmingly. Pedestrians on the road stopped and marveled at his beauty, while Lester smiled in response to every complimentary look. It was a happiness he had never experienced before, and the mocking words turned into admiring glances.

At the site of the garden party, Lester walked gracefully while admiring the scenery around him. Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind, "May I invite you for a dance?" Lester turned back and saw a cute boy standing behind him, smiling and extending his hand. Lester's heart trembled and his cheeks blushed slightly as he gently nodded and placed his hand on the other's palm. The two danced in the garden to the rhythm of the music. Lester felt the boy's warmth, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and the blush on his face became more pronounced.

As night fell, the lights in the garden became soft and romantic. Lester and the boy leaned together under the moonlight, enjoying this happy time for two. However, as the music faded away, Lester grew uneasy inside, and he felt that he couldn't hide it anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm actually a boy ......"

The boy froze at hearing this, but then tenderly held Lester's face and whispered, "You're really beautiful, and whether you're a boy or a girl, it doesn't change the light you shine in my eyes."

Lester was moved to look at the boy, tears glistening in his eyes. He had never imagined that someone would understand and accept him so well. He pressed his lips to the boy's to give him a warm kiss. In this romantic moment, the two felt the peace and happiness they had never felt before. The lights in the garden reflected on them as if witnessing the beauty and harmony of this moment.