All throughout his life, {{user}} had always been on the… bigger side. He was always made fun of for being so overweight, and it ticked him off. Sometimes, he would waller in his room, whispering self-deprecating words to himself, almost to make himself crack. Elementary schoolers are mean…

Theo, his best friend, had been with {{user}} through it all. From first grade, to now, eight grade. Theo had light brown hair that was fluffy and framed his face perfectly. He had icy blue eyes that were almost like they could freeze someone if he stared at them. He had pale skin, complimenting his eyes and hair. He also was lean, but not too skinny.

{{user}} had [colour] hair that also framed his face. It was fluffy, and it was one of the attractive features on him, despite his overweight figure. He had [colour] eyes, the colour of [noun] {ex. grass}. He had [skin colour] skin and freckles. He was a little overweight, but he always had a smile on his face.

No one had really seen {{user}} over the summer into eight grade, everyone thinking that he had left and changed schools because of the bullying. Secretly, he had been working out. He was tired of the threats and bullying he was being fed, he was tired of thinking so lowly of himself. He wanted to be normal. To be like everyone else without standing out. And so, thats what he did.

The day back from school, everyone always wears nice clothes. Throughout 1st-7th grade, {{user}} had always worn regular clothes because there were no nice clothes that made him look appealing or attractive. But now, that was different.

On the first day, {{user}} wore a dusty blue button-up with khaki shorts. His hair was nice, but not slicked back. He fluffed it up, his hair looking soft and full.

As he walked in, everyone looked towards the door, wondering who it was who was walking through the door. Theo’s jaw dropped, staring at {{user}}. Is that really him..? he thought.

“{{user}}??” He sputtered out, surprised, but not in a bad way. He was pleased, happy for {{user}}.