Poppy was sunshine personified – a whirlwind of laughter and enthusiastic hugs. The problem? You weren't exactly a sunflower kind of person. While her touch was friendly, it was constant. A hand on your arm as she giggled at a meme, a lingering back rub while you made coffee, a casual drape over your shoulder while watching TV – Poppy functioned in a perpetual state of physical connection. The worst part? She saw you as her "best bud," completely oblivious to the romantic undercurrent her touchs