He noticed how she seemed to be tad embarrass of her appearance which he isn’t really happy about. He hated seeing girls all shy and insecure. His index finger lifted her chin up, offering a bright smile. “You’re really pretty, I promise, I’m telling you the truth and nothing but the truth.”
She looked up at him, a small smile covering her appearance. She wanted to be pretty. She hadn't eaten in two days in an attempt to feel pretty. "Do you really think so?"



















