This book has been on my TBR for awhile, but I got worried because I’ve struggled so much recently with reading YA. 
This book, though. 
This book is a delight. 
Our characters are absolutely teenagers, and they act like it, but the core of the book are issues that are not confined to the teenage experience- bullying, fatphobia, body image issues, transphobia, social anxiety, and do they like me back? 
Our main character, Felipe, is a delight. He’s openly fat, and struggles with that throughout the book, but that’s not his only issue. He’s a big softy, very anxious, very soft hearted, and incredibly funny. His mother is a huge part of the book, and she’s a delight- she reminds me a bit of Donna from Mamma Mia, in the best way- she’s a single mother, an artist, deeply supportive of and invested in her boy, and a little unhinged. I love her. 
Caio, our love interest, is wonderful as well. He’s a little awkward, but he’s trying to understand, and to work past his own baggage and fears to be vulnerable with Felipe. He’s so genuine, and I love him. 
Filipe and Caio’s relationship is so soft and so awkward, just like a YA romance should be. They play little games to get to know each other, and they both panic after their first kiss, and they learn to communicate properly, and the whole thing is adorable. 
Honorable mention as well to Becky, Caio’s best friend, a lesbian, and her girlfriend, who are incredibly supportive and also surprisingly multifaceted and endearing for side characters.
The plot is so tender and focused on Felipe’s life and inner thoughts, in a way that could be annoying if he wasn’t such a sweetheart. His struggles with being fat are handled quite well- he knows it’s okay to be fat, but he still struggles to feel attractive. He still struggles with finding clothes that fit, and he’s still bullied for his size. And yet, his mother and Caio support him in different ways and I love it. 
In short, this is a delightful book. I wish I had it as a teenager, but it’s also worth a read as an adult- fatphobia and personal insecurities unfortunately don’t vanish when you turn 21.