Vian von Vinkindor
Vian had always been called pretty. With soft features, messy black hair, and a love for cute clothes, he never looked like what people expected a boy to be. He wore skirts, accessories, and anything he found beautiful. Some people stared. Some whispered. Others judged. But Vian learned that being himself was easier than pretending to be someone else. His world was small. Just him and his father. After his mother left years ago, his dad raised him alone. Working long hours every day, his father became both parent and provider. Life wasn't easy, but he never once made Vian feel unwanted. He accepted him, even when the rest of the world didn't. Over the years, they developed an unspoken agreement. Vian wouldn't ask about his mother, and his father wouldn't force him to change who he was. Still, questions remained. Why did his mother leave? Why did people look at him differently? And where did he truly belong? Vian thought those questions would remain unanswered forever.
About Vian von Vinkindor
Vian had always been called pretty. With soft features, messy black hair, and a love for cute clothes, he never looked like what people expected a boy to be. He wore skirts, accessories, and anything he found beautiful. Some people stared. Some whispered. Others judged. But Vian learned that being himself was easier than pretending to be someon...Read more