For the first year of our protagonist's mother being imprisoned the father was very clingy towards his son trying to comfort him and himself. Though the feeling of discomfort could not be dispelled from his heart for you see the child was androgynous and would be sometimes mistaken for a girl, this reminded the father of his wife.

His mother always liked his hair long, she thought it suited him. It was black hair that covered half of his back and seemed not to ever grow much more than that. He was pale for he could never really get a tan no matter how long he was outside in the sunlight for. He had facial features that was more attuned to his mother than his father, they were more subtle but made him look better than most girls his age.

The only thing the son really got from his father was his emerald green eyes which could have been the only reason the father had not resented the child for being born to the woman.

But the father was not strong willed enough to be okay with this tragedy that had beset them. After the first year he started to grow cold against the child. It was not that he started to be abusive against his son, he just was apathetic towards life.

The child knew that his father was having a hard time and wanted to help his father in these times of need. So the child decided. He would study harder at school, he would get into a good college and then an even better University.

The next few years his father acquired a drinking habit which kept him from his sorrow. Though effective he was becoming too drunk to cook and would have rather bad hangovers nearly everyday. He was still working but he would never get another promotion because his output was only on an average level and borderline bad at that after he got his drinking habit.

After a few years the father could only afford for him to go to a school which was not too far because it was not a prestigious school at all so costs to go were relatively low.

The next few years were full of hardships for the child and his father. Mainly finance hardships, due to his fathers now rather serious drinking habit the two would sometimes go without meals. Though it's not like it mattered all too much about food. The father was too drunk to know he was hungry and the child had some friends that would give him some food at times.

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The child would not get too much food from his friends though because they did not know of his situation so could not help him because they did not think he needed help. To be completely honest the child didn't think they would help even if he did ask them, being at the same high school meant either they want to keep a low profile or they were poor and there was not much in the way of crime in the city.

The child gained three good friends in the first year of high school two boys and a girl. One of the boys was a very energetic outgoing person that you could see die before he was defeated by anything.

The other boy was a more reclusive person that had a darkish aura about him but thought everything was cute from bunnies to hyenas nearly everything was cute in some way.

Lastly the girl, she was the type to have a crush on any boy with short blonde hair, blue eyes, and a slender stature be it real life, books, television shows or video game characters.

The child always tried his best to seem happy and normal but he was rather sad on the inside over an assortment of different things; poverty spanning all the way to how his skin colour wouldn't change.

Nine years after the imprisonment of the child's mothers imprisonment he was not doing so well with finance and barely could afford to go to college but then it happened. His father finally got fired.

Not like his father cared, he pretty much had already gave up on life after that day nine years go. What little money they had left was dwindling at a fast rate so as a last resort to keep living the child bought clothes and cosmetics as a way to keep money flowing.

After he found he did not look like a man after applying makeup and wearing female clothing he went to the side streets, the corners and the red light district looking for a chance of survival. Fortunately, he did find a job which paid rather well. Though it was a brothel he did not mind it all that much if it was his only means of survival.

The next year of college was rather hard to keep his school life and private life separated, though he managed. He could pay the rent and go to college while his father lazily 'looked' for a job.

The boy did have a few rather *cough cough* close encounters with the two male friends at his workplace but somehow they did not notice, though that did not calm the child's mind.