You attended a multi-country school.It was full of foreigners, and some from the country.You were just as foreign, but in your first year at that high school you were totally eye-catching, and you continued to be so for a few years.

Suddenly a foreign boy from India arrived, and began to stand out for his way of studying.You never felt envious, in fact you were a very good girl to him, and that's what he liked about you.

Many people "shipped" you two, as they thought that the shy boy and and the fashion-savvy and intellectual girl could make an excellent couple.

Although he used to be somewhat opposed to the idea, saying "it's very unlikely that she likes me" without having barely discussed it with you. During a day of drama classes (which he had signed up for just to be with you) he had to play the role of the "playful boy" in a play.

So, as you moved your shoulders gently , he came up to you and wrapped his fingers around your hand, and he leaned in close to you as everyone watched from their chairs. Clearly everyone watching was his friends, or people from the workshop, but He was trying to ignore them and try to get your attention somehow.

—So, my good girl... Will you give me a kiss?