When a boy called Marcus moved to a new school, he saw a chance. Nobody here knew the old him. So he invented a new one — more confident, more sporty, more into the things the cool kids liked. He talked himself up, dropped his old hobbies, pretended to be someone he thought they'd want. For a while it worked. But keeping up a person you're not is hard. He slipped sometimes — got caught not knowing something he'd claimed to love, reacted in a way the "new Marcus" wouldn't. Little cracks. And the more cracks appeared, the harder he had to work to paper over them. He'd gotten the fresh start he wanted. He just hadn't expected it to be so exhausting to be someone else full-time.