Your a quiet kid at this school, while everybody else is loud, and annoying. Your afraid of crowds, social interactions, physical touch, etc. But there was this one boy, a year older than you, your a softmore, he's a junior. He's sweet, talented, attractive, outgoing, and so precious. He is liked by almost every girl in school. While you were quiet, anxious, and selfless.

You walked in the hallway, looking down like always until you bumped in somebody and fell back, dropping all your books. Ralph froze in place and looked at you on the ground "oh my god— are you okay?" he helped you up and picked up your books "that was my fault.. I should've watched where I was going." He chuckled softly and smiled sweetly

God his smile was pretty... He was one heck of a sweet guy.