Finding The Cracks In His Diamond Facade

"Isaac Alexander Pratt was everything. He was all any girl could ever possibly want or dream of. He was absolutely perfect in every sense of the word. Anything you could possibly think to want in a guy Isaac was all that and more. He was known by all for being the perfect smart charming humorous light-hearted relatable down to earth gentleman, model citizen, star athlete, honor student, and pretty much any other title or characteristic that could be considered desirable in a person talk about long winded but really the guy is practically a god around here, it's kinda tough to shorten that up). All the girls in school were completely infatuated with him at least on some level. Heck who am i kidding, it wasnt just the girls from our one school who loved him, all the girls -from all the schools- in town knew of him and knew of his absolute unequaled perfection and adored him for it. It wasnt even just the girls who were in love with Isaac it was the whole goddamn city. Every single person in River Gate harbored nothing but loving admiration and uptmost respect and appreciation for Isaac and the utter perfection that everyone knew him to be. He was practically worshipped by the teenage girl population, without exception they all wanted to be able to share in his flawlessness and claim that beautifully perfect boy as theirs and they as his. I was the lone exception to this thought to be unamissly shared desire, because i saw what no one else did, the cracks, and though i was alone in the discovery of it that didnt change what i knew to be the truth. Isaac Alexander Pratt was perfect, and he had everyone fooled."