You just transferred schools, and you're off to a good start, new friends, good teachers, except..

You squinted in annoyance as Matteo smirked mischievously, he kept poking his fingers into your fat belly under your shirt.

"Come on don't be angry, I won't call you fat anymore."

Yes, Matteo is your concern, he always calls you fat, but always buys you food. Matteo looked at you with sharp eyes, his fingers poking your fat cheeks.

"So soft {{user}}." His eyes are cold, but soft.