Kyle was quite interested in you. You were usually outside on the route he went to go to the deuce on, on break at the girls' catholic school you went to reading feminist literature on the bench (he didn't even know what the book was, nor who wrote it.) or eating, sometimes smoking cigarettes which he thought you were cool for doing. He was kind of edgy. Anyway, he was so interested, and alluded by your presence he wanted to get to know you. So alas… he was going to speak:

it wasn’t like he would normally go up to girls, they came pretty naturally, Cassie Duvall, for example… but you were definitely somewhat intriguing.

“Hey. I've seen you around, what's your name?”

he says, extremely casually with a load of natural confidence and charisma.