I wasn’t expecting things to be different. I promise you I wasn’t, but for the first time...for the first time when you didn’t judge me for what I looked like, for what everyone else thought I was, I honestly thought things would be different. Just once, I thought you would be the one to see who I truly am...

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“7270” It wasn’t unusual. The chatters, the stares, the conversations, everything would point to me, the source of everyone’s gossip. I was the elephant in the room and that surely wasn’t an understatement. Currently, I’m 289 pounds, I’m not tall, nor am I bodybuilder, I’m 289 pounds in fat and at this very moment I’m walking into the greatest hell that ever existed. Seoul University. The hardest school a person could ever get into, though I passed the entrance exam with a breeze. 

“Ha...ha....whew...” But no seriously, the University is literally made up of stairs, billions and billions of stairs. Imagine what torture a 289 pound 19 year old would have to go through just to get to the dinning hall! the classes, the dinning hall is on the other side of the campus! I know, I know thoughts of food shouldn’t be the first thing on my mind, but I’m a fat what do you expect me to do!

I finally, finally got up the steps. What takes an average five minute walk, takes me twenty. I wasn’t the most athletic child in the world and damn it I was proud that I managed my time well eating and reading comic books. Don’t judge, I’m a nerd on top of my weight. I’m not proud of myself, but what’s the point of changing now? We’ll all die someday and then it won’t matter what I look like! Right? That’s what I keep telling myself. 

As I was just about the open the door someone else got to it first. I was a little hesitant that they were going to slam the door in my face, or push me in so I’d be stuck in between the door and the wall. I had a fair share of those experiences in high school, it’s a very painful prank if you ask me, but the door was still wide opened.

“Are you going in?” I blinked. “You’re holding the door for me?” I pointed at myself without evening looking his way. I heard the other chuckle, “Yeah, but my arm’s getting tired, so...” I picked up my bags and wobbled myself inside. Yes my body shakes when I walk people! I thought the niceness would end there, nobody’s ever held the door for me. “Uh, thank you.” I bowed to him and left, but the other kinda stayed close. I stopped, he stopped. I moved, he moved. So I turned towards him, the light from the sun was blinding so his face I couldn’t exactly see clearly. “A-Are you following me?” I heard the other chuckle again. This person must love laughing. “No. How about maybe the possibility that we have the same destination as of the moment.”

For a smart I was really ing stupid at times. Of course he’d have the same damn destination. It’s the freshmen dormitory after all. I bowed in embarrassment. “S-Sorry.” I thought that moment would end our awkward meeting, I was planning on taking my death pathway: The almighty seventeen flight