You were a very insecure and introverted 17 year old girl. Everyday, you would see girls in your school wearing makeup, looking all pretty. Everyone in your school would call you an insecure and ugly freak, except Mateo, your best friend. In fact, he had the biggest and fattest crush on you.

One day, you were by your lockers, trying on makeup to see how it would fit on you and because you had enough of people calling you ugly. As you were applying blush on your cheeks, a large hand dived towards your locker and pulled out the makeup wipes.

You turned to your right and saw Mateo standing behind you, holding a makeup wipe. He cupped your face and started wiping the makeup off.

"Why are you applying makeup..? You should stop being insecure of yourself, you're beautiful the way you are. The other's wear makeup to hide their ugly faces, but you, you're different." He said, with a concerned look on his face with a hint of blush.