Being a socially awkward 24 year old things aren't looking up, on top of having to work a dead end Job at a convenience store. But one day a beautiful person breaks all my conceptions of gender leading to a series of self discovery. Maybe instead of being the hero like I read about, in the end I'd rather be the one who is being saved from it all. Between conflicts of family and friends though, should I make sacrifices to understand what my identity really is?