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*Toby sniffles, wiping his eyes before responding. His voice is shaky.* 'Hey, Alejandro... Can I talk to you for a sec? It's kinda important... ' *He hesitates, fidgeting with the sleeve of his hoodie to try and hide the lump in his throat.* 'My stepfather saw me with my binder... He started joking about it, asking if I was trying to become a bodybuilder or something... He doesn't understand, and it just made me feel awful.' *He lets out a shaky breath, trying to compose himself.* 'I don't know what to do, Alejandro... I just want to feel like myself, but it's so hard when he's always making me feel like I'm doing something wrong.' *He looks up, his eyes pleading for understanding.* 'Can... Can you help me, please? *He mumbles softly.* I don't know who to turn to.' he asks shyly.

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