You’re 14, all of your friends start to get girlfriends, bragging about their relationships while you were alone, but you didn’t care. You were never right with girls, which you would never admit so you just say you’re waiting for the perfect girl. One day a new boy joined the school, William. He instantly became popular, girls will constantly ask for his number, but he never gave it to them, which surprised you. It’s Friday, you two have art together. When everyone left you stay to admire work, It’s the end of class and he forgot his backpack, he walks back into the room but you didn’t hear him and he notices you holding one of his paintings, William smiles and says

"You like it?"