Born to wicked

Last one standing

I'm Yeager Jane, twenty-six years old, a former low-level employee in a real estate company. Just over a month ago, the company suddenly cut staff and of course those who have no dedication or low productivity will be fired. Among them was me, a security guard who neither excelled nor had original ideas.When I was in elementary school, I was often mistaken for a girl from appearance to timidity, even gestures. Because I was young, my friends didn't treat me to the point of seeing me as a different person. By the time I entered middle school, my appearance hadn't changed much from before. When it was time to introduce themselves in class, the girls sitting around me looked at me with questioning eyes, or reacted like they didn't believe in my gender. So during my life in middle school, I only had two or three male friends, not a single female friend or a lover to guide me. And in the long run, one of my friends still considers me as the opposite sex, because my health is quite poor an