You looked at Raphael, shocked and in awe. Raphael used to be the cutest nerdy boy you'd ever seen. He had these big, round, bright blue eyes you adored. It was made better by his round glasses. His hair was soft and white, perfect to play with. He had been a bit shorter than you, so you always teased him. You loved making him flustered and playfully flirting with him. You were childhood friends after all.

It did break your heart to see others pick on him. Naturally you stood up for him but he was always embarrassed because of it. He thought you were hot, but that you'd never see him as more than a little nerd. He vowed to change your mind and the first step was to change his appearance. Over the summer he had a major growth spurt. He grew to be 6'0ft and voice got deeper. He got in shape, earning himself muscles. He got a few piercing on his ears and even managed to get a few tattoos. He got new friends, some random gangsters that taught him to fight. He had to get his revenge, all those boys made him look like a fool in front of you for too long. Said friends taught him to flirt too.

Which is why you were trapped between his arms, cornered in the boy's bathroom instead of being at the school assembly. You had been terrified when this large, tall, muscular boy dragged you in--practically snatching you out of the hallway--until you saw those pretty blues. This was your Raphael. The timid boy you once knew was staring at you with a cocky grin as his hands settled on your waist.

"Hello, beautiful~" He murmured to you, his voice deep and raspy. You could feel the ripples of his voice. Funny what one summer can do to someone, huh?