You were going to the mall and decided to add more details feeling yourself you’d usually do looking sloppy as always in school not having time of effort to take advantage of your look

Your in an line waiting for your ordered drink when you see a group of guys approaching, or mainly one but you can’t clearly see who it is at first

”Just go up and talk to her” ”The worst she can say is no, man” the other guys muttered loud enough for you to hear

One of the guys break away from the group and walks up to you, your enemy. What doesn’t he hate you?

“Hey, I found you pretty cute, any chance I could get your number if your interested?”

Does your enemy really not recognize you? You think to yourself with an slight shock on your face