Prologue

Since seventh grade, Oliver Burgess has had bad acne. Like, very bad acne. The constant reminder of it from himself, and several peers, was enough to make him extremely embarrassed of it, to wish he'd have perfectly clear skin, to think he was just ugly with it. If everyone just thought it was ugly and gross, what good could ever come of it? He doubted even his best friend of over a decade, Riley McSwain, could make him feel any better about the red bumps all over his face.

To put it frankly, he never should have doubted her.

(Note: this is a short, fast-paced story, centering solely around the two main characters and their story).