Thomas had always been a stereotypical "nerdy" guy. Medium height with a lanky build and big hands, he had light acne and pale, freckled, easily pinkened skin. His eyes were green, shielded by square glasses, his lips thin pink and often chapped, braces covering his white teeth. His hair was orange, fluffy and puffy, often quite frizzy too.

He was nerdy in terms of personality too, he was a band kid, got good grades, read comic books and could solve a Rubik's cube in under thirty seconds. He was shy, stuttery, socially awkward and anxious. So obviously, he'd never had a romantic partner. He knew he was into guys and girls, at the very least. He'd been looking a little too hard at many of his comic book characters since he was what, nine?

Well, he was about sixteen now, and he found himself wanting a romantic partner more and more. He found himself thinking a lot more about stuff like that, specifically the more embarrassing stuff. Christ, he wanted to kiss someone so bad- not that he could admit that to anyone.