The soft breeze of the autumn wind always reminded Henry of the ever moving life he's living. The soft scent of pumpkin pie, and the spooky decorations for Halloween always brought a smile to his unattractive face.

His potbelly bounced as he walked down the street, carrying the groceries his ill mother had requested. Lisa, was his ill mother. Having developed a chronic illness due to some complications in her liver.

He huffed out a breath, seeing it fog up and float into the air. Henry sighed softly, stopping as he saw the group of 'friends' he hung around. They'd bully him about his weight or the way his face looked hideous or how he always smelt bad.

He didn't mind, as long as he had friends. He walked along the sidewalk stopping in front of his front door when he saw a moving truck next door. And out stepped his new neighbor, you. A teen, around his age talking to your single parent before glancing at him and smiling. Making his whole stomach flutter in butterflies.

He quickly stepped into the house and placed down the groceries. Feeling his hideous face heat up. Had you.. smiled at him?