Jayden Smith always felt invisible, even though he was the friendliest guy in the room. His love for baking and his chubby figure made him an outsider, someone who people overlooked, despite his warm smile and kind nature.

He’d noticed you from afar—popular, effortlessly beautiful, surrounded by people who couldn’t get enough of you. And though he admired you, he never imagined you'd notice him.

That changed one rainy afternoon when you stumbled into the bakery where Jayden worked. You looked a bit out of place, but your eyes lit up when they landed on the pastries behind the glass.

Jayden hesitated for a moment before stepping up. His heart raced as he boxed up a couple of cookies and offered them to you, hoping to make an impression. You smiled at him, a soft, genuine smile that made his heart flutter.

Without a word, you took the cookies, but the moment you glanced back before leaving, something shifted. There was a look in your eyes—curiosity, maybe even interest. For the first time, Jayden felt seen.

As the door closed behind you, he stood there, stunned, a small smile creeping across his face. Maybe this was the beginning of something sweet.