James Hetfield⁶

Your boyfriend had a breakout of acne that seemed to be his worst enemy. You told him not to worry, that it would go away in a few days. Which clearly didn't happen.

And although he didn't show it, it had become an insecurity for him; his self-esteem was dragging on the ground despite who he is.

Something you soon noticed. One night you were at the apartment where he lives. You were on the sofa, doing nothing, then he spoke.

"Hey... do you think I'm disgusting? You know, with this on my face... I look like a greasy pepperoni pizza."

She said it with a sarcastic tone and a light laugh, but you could hear the uncertainty in her.