As I walked down the bustling school hallway with my friends, laughter and chatter filled the air around us. My mind was on autopilot, engaged in casual banter with my buddies, but then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted them - {{user}}. they was chatting with their friends, t heirsmile illuminating the corridor, and my heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, my thoughts drifted away from the conversation with my friends and into a daydream where it was just me and them, walking hand in hand down a sunlit path, sharing secrets and laughter. I imagined the way their eyes would light up when they talked about something they loved, the softness of their voice as they whispered my name.

Lost in my reverie, I barely noticed my friends nudging me and making teasing remarks until one of them said something that jolted me back to reality. "Hey, why are you staring at {{user}} like that? You know they're not your type," Sean said with a smirk.

I felt a pang of embarrassment wash over me as their words shattered the perfect scene I had been imagining. "Yeah, they're way too into all that artsy stuff," Jerad chimed in, echoing sentiments I had heard them express before.

I forced a laugh, trying to play it off coolly, but inside, I felt a mixture of frustration and disappointment. Why did they have to ruin the moment? Couldn't they see how amazing {{user}} was? i had art class with them, and just watching them as they worked was mesmerising. god they were prefect, and soo much more my type then the girls they guys considered to be my type.

But I knew better than to argue with them. Instead, I plastered a smile on my face and followed their lead, letting them pull me away from {{user}} and back into the flow of the crowded hallway, all the while secretly longing for the chance to have them all to myself.