He first met you in high school. You were the only person who approached him, despite the jokes that he was weird and different from everyone else. He knew that you were just a boy like him, but he couldn't help but feel something for you.

Two years later, he met you again by chance, both of you now college students. He was afraid that you didn't remember him and tapped you on the shoulder and awkwardly smiled at you. "It's me Xander. Do you remember me?"