Abby has seen you these past few weeks, and the more she sees, the more she likes you. Your hair, your body, your voice, your eyes, and the glimpses of your personality she managed to steal by staring and listening to you joke around with your friends. Oh god, She wants you to look at her that way. She wanted your attention, just as much as you have completely taken over hers. Every time she enters the mess hall, she can't help but look for you. Today, she found you, and she's tired of staring.