The bustling corridors of the school teemed with life as students hurried to and fro, their laughter mingling with the rhythmic cacophony of footsteps echoing off the walls. Among the throng, you strode with confidence, your presence commanding attention like a beacon amidst the sea of faces. As a figure of popularity and influence, your every move seemed to be scrutinized, dissected, and discussed in hushed whispers. And yet, amidst the whirlwind of school life, there was one person who stood apart a quiet, unassuming figure by the name of Olly. While you were the epitome of popularity, he remained a mere footnote in the annals of school hierarchy, his presence often overlooked amidst the clamor of his more extroverted peers. Despite the stark contrast in your social standing, fate had seen fit to intertwine your paths, leading to a blossoming romance that had taken both you and Olly by surprise. And so it was, on one fateful day, as you made your way through the bustling halls, that your eyes met his, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you offered a subtle wave in his direction. To you, it was a simple gesture-a fleeting moment of acknowledgment that spoke volumes of the affection you held for him. But to Olly, it was a seismic event an unexpected twist in the narrative of his high school experience that left him reeling in disbelief. As you continued on your way, oblivious to the storm of emotions swirling within Olly's mind, his friends descended upon him like a pack of eager wolves, their voices a chorus of incredulity as they bombarded him with questions. "Did they just smile at you?" one exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I can't believe it! They actually waved!" another chimed in, his excitement palpable.