Muscle Tf Lover

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Every day he’d been bullied since arriving to America with his parents as a quiet 14 year old Chinese boy. America has a weird culture for celebrating sports above intellect at schools, he’d heard no other country that had it so bad, everything was about the teams at his school. And the footballers, thought they were everything, just because America championed them, they were the ones who took time out of their daily lives to remind him that he’ll never belong there. He had begged his parents to let him transfer to private education , to go somewhere meathead free. But his parents were having none of it. They struggled to make ends meat in their takeaway as it is and their retort would always be ‘let knowing that once you graduate they’ll be the ones mowing your lawn whilst you’re out getting a medical degree’. An argument that only comforted him for a few days, it’s hard to feel good about the distant future when racial slurs and stereotype jokes are hurled at you daily. But he knew they were right so just kept his head down and studied harder. Once he got his medical degree he was getting straight out of this godforsaken country and moving to China to help people that have always and will always be his true people; they’d always been good to him and he was happy to serve them this way. Thank god he was proud of his heritage and culture, was fluent in his mother tongue still and planned to make China a better place when he returned. One day his mom packed leftover Chinese food from the restaurant in his lunch bag, as she sometimes did, and that was when it all changed for him. The other kids saw it and were having none of it. They grabbed him and took him to the drama costume closet, where they pinned him down and force fed him steak. Laughing, thinking a job well done, they’d humiliated their favourite toy enough for the day, they left. He threw up all over his khakis and shirt. Panicked and expecting another beating if caught like this he desperately sorted throw the racks of clothes trying to find something the least embarrassing. He found some camo shorts and a U.S. Flag tank top. That should have been enough but he saw himself in the mirror and ached for the outfit to be complete. He found a pair of sunglasses and a cap donning his favourite baseball team (He’d never seen a sports game in his life). Facial hair sprouted from his chin. He smirked. His new dream was to live the American Dream and get an easy ride into college doing what he loved more than anything: football. All of a sudden, random words were plucked out of his vocabulary and replaced with football terms, tactics and trivia. He left the closet and found his bros. they were verbally abusing a new Asian kid. Good, they should know their place, he thought as more bits of crucial information he’d have needed to pass any kind of important exam this year was replaced with facts about America, perfect for the only intellectual subject he could manage, American history. It gave him so much pride hearing about how his people, the Americans, were the heroes throughout history and that if he became a sports star he too would join them as a modern day hero.
‘USA! USA! USA!’ He changed as he pound his fist into his palm, ready to give this non American the welcome to his awe inspiring country that he deserved.