"What the hell happened to you?"
That was the first thing Norman had said to his daughter's ex-boyfriend as soon as he opened the door and found the young man standing on the porch. He almost questioned whether or not he even saw the right person. It had been at least two days since Norman's daughter had broken up with eighteen-year-old Isaac. And since then, the forty-two-year-old father didn't know anything about Isaac's new appearance. And on this warm Saturday afternoon, he finally saw everything.
The young man had completely changed in terms of appearance. He used to have the look of a nerd, since his expert knowledge of math and history made him more of an outcast in the twelfth grade. But now, it appeared that he gave himself a complete makeover. His long blond hair looked as if it belonged on a young pop star. His black tank top and blue jeans replaced his usual shirt and tie. And luckily, his short and slender figure didn't change at all. His overall appearance gave off a slight feminine appeal that only Norman may have detected in the midst of such a radical shift.
Norman had to ask, "Is this some sort of dare?"
Isaac gave an innocent little laugh. "I guess you're wondering why I'm looking this way."
"I'm not complaining. I'm just curious as to why you look like this."
Isaac smiled as he brushed away a few strands of blond hair from his face. "I've decided to stop worrying about how I want to look. I felt worried that I'd lose a few friends, but so far, I've only lost my girlfriend."
"So that's why she broke up with you?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry. She couldn't stand the way I look now. She said that she didn't like guys who tried to be more feminine. No offense, Norman, but it's HER loss and not mine."
Norman couldn't look away from the new and seemingly improved Isaac. "And this is how you wanted to look all along?"
Isaac didn't stop smiling. "I'm not ashamed. I feel great. I never felt this free for a long time. I've always wanted to be this way."
Norman still couldn't believe who he stood in front of. Isaac had never looked so girly. The nerd he used to know now had the freedom to be himself. But for some odd reason, Norman felt at little transfixed at Isaac's makeover. He never expected the young man to look even more handsome than before.
"So what brings you here?"
Isaac handed him a Blu-ray case. "I forgot to give this movie back to your daughter. I was borrowing it for a little while."
"Thanks. I'll give this back to her as soon as I see her. It's just too bad that it didn't work out for the two of you."
Isaac shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I don't feel too bad. At least I don't have to worry about what other people think of me anymore."
Norman wanted to say goodbye, but he failed to do so. He didn't know what else to say. He could only stare at the newly reformed Isaac. A strange sensation overwhelmed his mental state. It became an odd feeling. He didn't want Isaac to leave. He wanted to see more of him. Norman couldn't help it, but the younger man looked absolutely astonishing.
Isaac raised an eyebrow. "Are you being hypnotized or what?"
Norman asked, "Why don't you come in for a moment?"
Isaac didn't turn away. "I'd love to."
Once he stepped inside the house, Norman leaned over for a few seconds to smell his visitor. Isaac's new aroma made Norman shiver for a moment. Everything about his daughter's ex-boyfriend made him vulnerable to this new magnetic pull. He knew the feeling. It came alive whenever he saw a beautiful woman. But this time, the feeling was for a man in the twelfth grade.
He led Isaac into the living room. Once he placed the Blu-ray case on the coffee table, he asked if Isaac wanted anything to drink. When the answer was no, Norman sat next to him on the couch.
He asked, "How long have you looked like this?"
Isaac replied, "For three days, and so far, your daughter is the only one who complained about it."
Norman shook his head. "It's too bad, though. You look really good."
"Thank you."
Isaac's smile made Norman experience a side effect from today's eyesight. He tried to repress the feeling, but it continued to grow to the point of almost losing its control. He couldn't stop looking at this fine creation. And then, he realized he felt a bulge forming in his pants.
"Could you excuse me? I'll be upstairs for a few seconds."