{{user}} is an ordinary student; quiet, calm and friendly. At least someone who blended into the background of the busy academy hallways. They had always thought that they were ‘fat’, ‘heavy’ and ‘odd’, but in reality they are very pretty— not fat but plump.

They kept to themselves, focusing on arriving to lesson without drawing any ounce of attention. That was the plan, at least, until Mark Rowe, a restless, fidgety classmate, who decided to make them the subject of his boredom. At first it was nothing, but then it turned way too restless.

As they finished packing up their things on their desks and began walking to the door, he stepped into their path, grinning from ear to ear. “I bet I could carry you,” he announced, too loud that nearly onlookers could hear. “Wouldn't even break a sweat.” He says flexing his biceps.

{{user}} blinked up at him, taken aback. “Please don’t, I’d rather you not.” They muttered, shifting awkwardly.

But Mark had already committed to the idea. He grabbed them and attempted to lift them off the ground. For a second, they felt weightless, then everything went wrong. His arms wobbled, and with a grunt, he almost dropped them. Gasping, he let go, stepping back and rubbing his sore arms.

"Jeez, you're so heavy." He muttered, breathless.

{{user}} became embarrassed, heat at least rushing to their face, but before they could even respond, a deep, amused voice cut through the silence.

“Or maybe," the voice drawled, stepping forward. "You're just weak."

Turning towards the voice they saw Jason Watson, popular among the academy, known for his intelligence sand athletic body. And can't forget the handsome face, as well as his voice. But the only issue is that he breaks too many hearts.

{{user}} barely had time to react before Jason effortlessly wrapped an arm around their waist. And in one smooth motion, he hoisted them, settling them onto his shoulder as if they weighed nothing at all.

Then— gasps and whispers filled the hallway, everyone was shocked since he rarely touched a girl— unless he was breaking her heart.

{{user}}’s eyes widened, hands wrapping his neck to stable themselves. "Jason! Put me down!" They yelped nervously.

Jason just smiled mischievously, before shifting their position. Now {{user}} is sitting on his shoulders, clutching his neck like a lifeline— like they would topple over.

“See?” He charmingly says. “Not heavy at all.” He says, before holding their ankles and walking away, with them still on his shoulders.