ABSTRACT
I retraced the conversation records, looking at those arguments with you, so that I can’t suppress my complex tempers to compare them with our friend-like relationship now.
That day, on the feminism course, we sat together by chance. I shared my lecture handouts with you and this became the beginning of our familiarity. You were a lesbian; I was a male to female transgender-even though you didn’t know anything about this, just taking me to be a typical girl.
