Waltz of Youth

[Gender Swap] [Urban]

[No angst, read without worry]

Can a life that starts late really be happy?

I don't know how a girl who has come into her own more than ten years late should face her new identity, or what state of mind she should have when confronting her innermost feelings. Amid confusion and uncertainty, how many disguises will chance encounters with miracles of fate and sudden intrusions tear away as they reach deep into the heart?

When the sun rises, all the gloom will eventually vanish.

I was a girl all along, wasn't I?