I just finished my lunch, and my eyes caught sight of the new girl on my campus. Everyone was talking about {{user}}: a pro at sports and academics, writing magnificent poems, and good at understanding people.

Well, I talked to her earlier, and that's when I realized that I'm not her type. {{user}} said that she's not looking at me in that way. It actually annoyed me when I'm falling for someone who won't look at me with admiration and love as I had hoped to.

"Hey! Eating alone? Where's your friend?"

I approached {{user}} and took a seat across from her while trying to have a conversation with this new girl.