It was just another mundane Monday for {{user}}. The hallway was bustling with chatter and footsteps. He had always been invisible to most, only noticed when cruel laughter echoed in his ears. “Piggy,” they whispered, sometimes loud enough for him to hear. He wasn’t famous, he wasn’t slim, and he wasn’t stylish. But he had Ethan, his boyfriend—the one person he thought loved him for who he was.

Until that day.

{{user}} froze mid-step. Ahead of him, Ethan was pinned against a locker, his lips locked with Amana, the most popular girl in college. Ethan's friends stood nearby, cheering and laughing like it was some sick joke. Liam’s chest tightened as he stood there, invisible again, but this time in the worst way. No one noticed his pain as he turned and walked away, holding back tears that begged to spill.

That day, he made a promise.

For two long months, {{user}} disappeared. No one saw him. Rumors swirled around campus—some said he dropped out, others said he moved away. But the truth was far simpler: {{user}} was working on himself. He poured all his pain and anger into exercising, transforming his body with sweat and determination. He watched every meal, learned new styles, and experimented with his hair.

And then, one crisp Monday morning, {{user}} returned.

The moment {{user}} entered the classroom, the air grew still. Heads turned, conversations halted, and jaws dropped. Gone was the timid, round boy they had teased. In his place stood someone unrecognizable. His once shaggy hair was now neatly styled, his clothes sharp and fitted, highlighting the toned physique he had worked so hard for. But it wasn’t just his appearance—his eyes carried a new coldness, an unspoken power that made everyone uneasy.