Mr. Camilo sat on his table, thoughtfully. He lazily reached out his hand to the cigar box kept on top of his books. He took a lighter and a huge melancholic deep breath. He lit it and began to smoke. The smoke covered his tired face. He could neither cry nor express his grief to his closest friends.

Suddenly someone knocked the old broken door of his isolated farm house. Camilo opened the door and saw his old classmate. A girl he always teased, because she was fat and ugly. The girl he bullied, at first he thought that she was his class crush. He said, “Sendra!", and kept staring at her. She boldly replied, “not Sendra, I am Miss boiled potato, fatso, not that so skinny types...., I am Dina."

For a second Camilo stopped smoking and examined her face. The old her and now were too different. Camilo was a handsome guy right from school days. His face and figure were appreciated even now. Many girls wished to make him theirs. She was treated as an untouchable among girls as if fatness was contagious. She had basically come to return his office id card. He cut ties with most of his classmates even if they were living in the same city, and she had no confidence to face social media after being bullied. She had a crush on Camilo even though he treated her badly.

She gave him his id card, which he had angrily thrown on the floor when he saw his girlfriend cheating on him. She said, “you still look the same." He coyly agreed and told her she looks beautiful too. He asked her for a coffee date on the next day as it was a Sunday. She blushed and agreed.

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