I am happy to hear that you do not have gender dysphoria, which can make life very difficult. I also know what it is like to be in a smaller town. I worked with a girl who was going to an all girl school, so it was very hard for her to observe boys and masculine behavior and mannerisms, but now she is in a mixed gender school. I have also worked with young people in Russia and Serbia before, and know how challenging the situation can be for any Sexual Minorities. It is almost the same as when I grew up, when you were always a bit scared, where you were surrounded by hate and intolerance, where you could loose everything, including your career and your life, and even go to prison or face torture (electric shock), if you were found out. When I found the Gay community, it really helped me. I had to go to an Academy and 14 years at sea on ships, knowing that if they found out I was Gay, they would kill me. I saw it happen. When I got off my last ship, I swore and oath to never hide again, and I lived as an openly gay man after that. But by 1989, things were improving for Sexual Minorities in the United States, but had a long way to go yet. We were being decimated by AIDS. Our battle to get help for our dying brothers and sisters is what really brought our community together in an activist way, to fight hard for equal rights. I am very afraid for my Russian brothers and sisters and can only hope that things will get better in the next 10 years.
I have seen feminine women look masculine. We used to have something we called a 'Closet Ball' in Seattle, Washington, USA. Men and women came on stage dressed in their birth gender, and the men tried to act and look as masculine as possible and the women tried to look and act as feminines possible. Then they had 1 hour to transition to the opposite. The one who had the greatest transition won the contest. Some of the transitions seemed almost unbelievable. It is not the clothing, wigs, hair cuts, or make-up that seems the transition, it is 'being' that gender, the subtle language of your body and face, your mannerisms, how you walk, how you hold yourself, which have much more to do with transmitting cues of masculinity and femininity. Subtle makeup can also harden edges of the face.
You would probably pass more as a teenage boy. Boys have softer and more rounded features. I am only trying to let you know not to assume anything and try to live in the world of all possibilities. Perhaps you will be able to move to a larger city, with greater possibilities. In the mean time, there is fantasy.
You mentioned "feeling male," and this is also important. When you feel male, or female, in your core, at that moment, like this is who I am and I know it that can convince people. It is not the same as acting in a move, it is actually becoming someone else different. My ex-husband was a Drag Queen and Female Impersonator. He actually won a bikini contest one time. We had special hip and breast prosthetics made for him that blended well. Anyway, he was a different person as a woman. He actually became more self-confident, loved himself, had a sassy personality, stood up for herself, and she danced and pranced and sang in her real voice on stage. But as a man, he had little self-confidence, he did not like himself and he was very shy. He would not sing unless he was alone, and his voice was good. HIs personality as a man and as a woman were very different, but I still loved the male one better, although I wished he would feel better about himself, lol. Alas, he cheated on me too many times to even count, and for a time was addicted to pot and an alcoholic. Such is life.
In conclusion, I have seen what is possible and you have not. So please trust me when i say your dreams can come true. In the mean time, enjoy each day as much as you can, instead of just existing and waiting for something better. I am in a slow and very painful dying process (joint and nerve disease), but I do not dwell in the past or the future. I work to get the most out of each day. I appreciate the small things most people take for granted, like the sun suddenly shining on my face, hearing kids laughing down the street, hearing a great song or seeing something artistic, seeing my husband smile… All the small things add up to a positive day, despite the pain, despite the inability to much of anything with my body. I wasted too much of my life being depressed and just existing. I wish there had been some help for me when I was a boy and young man. But we make do with what we have. All the best.