FourEyes
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"Hey four eyes!"
"Hey big head"
"My head is not that big"
"Well if you don't like it, don't call me four eyes"
A story about a girl who trips on air, whose laugh sounds like a generator, socially awkward with a low self-esteem but finally learns how to accept and love herself and learns how to be confident in her own skin.
And also maybe finally finds love along the way.
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