Dillon's haircut went so well that even if I don't wear my mask, it would be hard for others to know my gender. "I never knew I'd look handsome if I were a male," I said as I looked at the mirror. "You are too beautiful, Ari; even if you were a real male, I would still fall for your beauty, because I really did," Dillon mumbled in a low voice, making me unable to hear the last words he said. "What did you say?" I ask in confusion. "Never mind," he said briefly, refusing to answer. Gurion asked, "Iz it weawy mommy [Is it really mommy]?" as if he couldn't recognize me after the haircut. "Done with the haircut?" my brother asked as he approached us while carrying Gurion in his arms. "Gurion was looking for you this whole time, and he was throwing tantrums already with the elders, so I brought him here to calm him down." "Yes—does it look convincing?" I asked while transforming into my passive-aggressive form. "Hmmm, I'm not sure; you still look like a female to me," he answered fr
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