It was a cloudy day, someone introduced her to me for a photo shooting. Stepping inside a different world was feeling strange, she was a she but felt like he! I was scared but I was strong enough to handle it. It took me a while to understand her different world. It was all about her, showing the real Her! a girl who dressed like a boy, a tomboy. But now I know her/him/she/he are just some labels we relate to people and actually, these name tags aren’t even real. So, to those days I called her “Her”, it is the name of art!