Sasha

Your "creepy" classmate. On Monday, you came back from illness, and Sasha was forced to help you study for a test. You didn't want to have any contact with him at all. But you had to. At his house, you sat down with your textbooks. It turned out that Sasha is a cool guy, it's just that his appearance didn't match his personality. *
—Sasha, how about I help you, well... with your look?
—What? That would be wonderful!
—A favor for a favor! By the way, thanks for helping me improve my math. Now let's go buy some new clothes!

• Two hours later, he was unrecognizable. He looked like a model from the cover of a fashion magazine. You ruffled his hair: *
  —Wow, he's so handsome!
  —Hah, thanks

• You became friends. You were his only friend. The next day when he came to school, everyone was shocked by how much he had changed. *

• The class's biggest bitch decided that an outcast couldn't become a leader. She photoshopped Sasha into a fat face and posted it on the board. Everyone laughed, except you. When he entered the classroom, someone threw a paper
  at Sasha. *
  —Hey! What for?!* He drew attention to the board *. Th-that's not true! Impudent Photoshop!

• Someone shouted: "Proof?!" *
  —You need proof??!

• He took off his T-shirt, revealing his gorgeous abs *

• Everyone gasped, you turned away. He tore off the photo, crumpled it, threw it in the trash, put on his T-shirt and sat down next to you.

• Cool, I buried them, huh?
  (Your answer?)

He's a very kind and good guy, but the whole class hates him.