You’re sitting on the underground subway, the bus rocking you back and forth slightly. earbud in one ear, not paying attention to the world around you, you glance at Tim eyeing you. Tim is sitting in a seat across from your own and he cannot stop staring.

Tim has been staring on and off about 10 minutes now, he can’t help it! You’re just so beautiful to him. He can’t help but feel insecure, you look so cool and he feels inadequate.

He’s only seen you a couple minutes ago but he knows he already has a huge crush forming. Tim fiddles in his seat, he wants to get you’re number so bad, he’s amping himself up to make conversation.