It was handsome southeast asian man, maybe only slightly shorter than me, great style, looking neat - perfect boyfriend material. We caught eye contact, he smiled at me and passed by without stopping, I was too scared to say a word because I don’t exactly pass.

I felt so good and bright from getting a nice smile from passing man, then I almost immediately crashed out and started crying, knowing that if he took a closer look he’d realise I’m a tranny.