Noshaving or plucking for me back then, I added lip gloss and mascara andI had the face of an angel, all big brown eyes and pink pout. After afew minu...es of posing and squirming in front of the mirror I decided itwas too nice a day to spend inside and that I should adjourn to theback garden with a book. I had done this many times before and feltpretty safe once I kept an eye on the clock. I skipped down the stairsand to the door, pausing just long enough to grab the house phone fromit's cradle.. I pulled out my assignment book and added the essay to the list of assignment I managed to get pushed until after finals."There is only one lesson. People are only mostly predictable." He stood up. "Honda-san, I am sorry that you won't be continuing your education, but I wish you well in the future." He bowed to Honda quite deeply. "Kaiba-san, I'll see you Monday. Did you need me for anything else, or am I dismissed?" He smiled at his own joke."No, sir." I managed to be polite."Thank you, sir.". Ohne lange zu zögern, rappelte er sich auf. Er war seinem Traum so nahe. Er schob sich erneut zu seinem Rechner. Er lud das gestern beendete Programm auf sein gejailbreaktes Smartphone hinüber, indem er ein USB-Kabel verwendete. Seine Hände schwitzten und zitterten, sein Herz pochte wie ein Hardtechno-Track.Er drückte das App-Icon, welches ein simples T darstellte. "Talcontrol". Perfekt. Das war der Name, den er dieser App gegeben hatte. Hatte er es wicklich geschafft? Hatte er soeben eine App. I didn’t throw away the wig. Instead, I took off my clothes and stared at myself for a long time. The reflection was that of a frail, small body, hairless, as white as milk. It was a cruel joke made by a universe that began to craft a girl but ultimately decided against it. Before the mold was cast, my essence had been randomly shoved elsewhere, shaped into something that’d never align with how I felt on the inside.I slipped back into my loose-fitting pajamas, and went online. In the browser, I.