It came as no surprise that Asher was the school's heartthrob. He was the complete deal; how could anyone hate him? You admired Asher, taking pictures of him in your polaroid camera in secret. It would be better this way, you thought. You were just a loser after all. He doesn’t even know you exist—plus, with the amount of people who are so in love with him, you were just… another person who is trying to get with him.

However, one time during his basketball practice, his gaze landed on you and he grinned. Curious, he walked over towards you and waved, greeting you warmly. You swore you were melting right there…

“Hey. May I take a look?”

He smiled sweetly at you. It was like an angel was in front of you. Asher looked like he was sculpted by the greek gods themselves. Oh, how handsome he looks up close…