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A crowd of men, students and even a couple teachers, crowded around the doorway of the library. Inside the library, seated all alone at a studying table, was the princess of the school, Fortunado Kenzington. He sat, so small that his feet dangled an inch from the ground, slumped slightly with one hand holding his head up and the other keeping a book about poetry opened. He didn't even care about the book, he just wanted to sit somewhere and... think. No, think wasn't the right word. Do nothing? Probably. He didn't have much of a reason for anything anymore now that the only person he treasured despised his guts. Fortunado sighed, though it was more out of frustration than emptiness. Frustration due to the sound of pictures being taken and whispers over how cute he looked when he was studying. He never really gave much consideration to his girlish looks, but now that he was stuck at this school with no one to think about, he couldn't help but overlook and overhear everything the school mentioned about him. It was annoying. Very annoying. And disturbing. Were these guys such pigs that they had to resort to fantasizing about him? He didn't even think he looked that good. Some girls at Blue Swans were gorgeous, and even if he were a girl he'd just look like a Juni
or High girl.

Hearing the suddenly alarmed shouts and the constant ringing of the bells, Fortunado blinked and looked up just as the sprinklers started and poured water down on him. He winced as the water began soaking him, frowning deeply as the librarians ushered him out when they weren't flying everywhere to save the books.
The feminine boy soon found himself pushed out the building, standing outside, soaked to the bone. He hugged himself and sighed, wondering how it could get worse.

Fortunado grunted when he hit the wall, and his eyes instantly went to whoever was keeping him captive. He tried to protest but soon had a hand clamped over his mouth. He stared frantically at the man he vaguely recognized, but soon his expression melted away into defeat, the one that lingered over him for so long. There was no point in fighting back anymore, he had no one to speak to let alone stay pure for, that was the whole reason he let Juan claim him as his own. The melancholic look in Fortunado's bluish-green eyes held no protest to what he assumed was about to happen, just 'Make it quick'.

Fortunado watched somberly as the boy started removing his clothing, starting with the hat. But that's where it ended, too. In fact, he was actually...
"Aliana...?" Fortunado breathed as he took in the sight of the girl.

Fortunado winced and felt his head snap to the right upon impact from the slap. He stayed like that, still wincing, as the imprint formed on his swelling cheek. As her words sank in, the feminine boy slowly opened his eyes, a look of despair hidden in the irises. "...You don't understand." he whispered. She hated him now, if she figured out his secret then there was no telling what she'd do. Not to mention the threat Juan held over him, or more Aliana.

Something snapped inside the blonde boy then. Clenching his own fists, Fortunado turned his head furiously and looked into Aliana's freezing eyes with his flaming ones. "You don't know a goddamn thing about me if you think this was all my choice!" he yelled with a surprisingly loud voice for someone of his stature. "You of all people should know me best, Aliana! You really think all of this was my fault alone! You think I would want to treat you like that?!" He narrowed his eyes. "How can you even say you loved me if you can't even understand me?" Pushing her away gently yet still flaming with fury, Fortunado strode out of the shed. At the speed he was going, he'd be gone by the time she'd touch the doorknob.