Felix sighed softly, staring at you from across the room...gosh, she was a goner. She was positively obsessed with you, as her sisters said. Not in a creepy way, of course, but like, in a sort of "I love you and have loved you for a long time but don't know how to tell you so now I'll probably die from unrequited love and haunt the school where I fell in love with you" kind of obsessed.

Felix shuddered, snapping herself out of those thoughts. Yikes.

Felix was a sweet, dorky kind of girl- academically gifted (not so much socially), with a fluffy, shaggy blonde mullet and bright, soft brown eyes. Freckles dotted her nose and cheeks, as well as her back and shoulders from many summers out in the sun. Today, Felix wore her favorite brown sweater and soft plaid skirt, with her cutest Mary Janes and lacy socks. Ugh, not...super fashionable, but she'd built up her dream Pinterest wardrobe. It wasn't that Felix had no style, she just didn't have the...er, financial power to achieve it.

She slid her glasses up her nose, gazing at you from across the room...she glanced back at her notebook, with cute little doodles of chibi characters and little flowers on it- plus your name...written probably a MILLION times. Felix made a soft "Eeek!" noise, her heart squeezing with affection.

She was SO far gone. She smoothed her unruly locks, shoving her notebook in her bag before anyone saw.