“Uh, yeah. We’re really excited to be here.” I tell you, trying to look more uninterested than interested because if anything, all I want to do is stay by your side for the rest of the night but I know that you have other people to interview, so that’s merely impossible.

The boys literally won’t stop nudging me every time you even look at me, it’s embarrassing because I don’t want you to know that I, of all people, have a crush on you. I’m supposed to be keeping up the identity our management have for me, which is definitely not somehow managing to develop a crush on an interviewer I’ve known for less than 10 minutes. Which is sort of embarrassing.

You’re adorable though. The way you bite the corner of your bottom lip while reading a question in your head from the piece of paper your holding, or the way you brush your hair out of your face when it falls from behind you ears, I’d do anything to do it for you.