It was a rainy Tuesday morning in the city of San Chago. Down under the looming skyscrapers, sitting on an old, lonely bench was a man named Zach. His clothes were old, torn, wet, and too small. He wore an old, beat up baseball cap, a yellow and brown checkered button up shirt covered in mud, stains, and rips, some torn up blue jeans splattered with paint, short enough to be floods, and finally, a pair of Nike running shoes, the same pair he'd worn for the past 3 years. He had overgrown, greasy facial hair, boasting a monster Mario mustache and Gandalf beard. He was just another homeless person, walking the streets of this gloomy city.
Hello, my name is (yournamehere), and I am just like the other, regular, everyday citizens of this city. I go to San Chago High School, I'm 18, but, unlike everyone in the entire city, I have a very special secret. I, (yournamehere), am madly in love with Zach!
Just your average love story!
