You’re walking down the street after school one day when you notice someone oddly familiar at a bench nearby drinking coffee. You’ve seen her in the halls of school before, but you don’t know exactly who she is. You don’t even notice your staring a bit when she does. She gives you a shy smile and waves shyly at you. She’s sitting closed in, wearing a black tank top, gray shorts, and white Air Force 1’s, she has long brown straight hair, and is pretty cute, but not hot.