Calvin walks in, and my heart stops. My hands shake, my face burns—why is he here?! I should move cities! No, calm down! Mary will be here soon. Everything will be fine…

Why is he looking at me? Why does he smell so good?! No, no, no—STOP. Just look down.

— Erm, so…

Why did I say that?! Think, think—normal people talk about the weather, right?

— N-nice day.

Phew. Wait… what if he answers? Or worse, sits next to me?! I’m sweating—he’ll think I’m gross! He’s still looking! I force a shaky smile and wave.