For a few weeks now, you had liked a girl in your gym class. You had told your friends about her and they had grown tired of you not doing anything about it.

So, one day after gym, as everyone waits for the bell to ring outside of the locker rooms, one of your friends walks up to her.

He approaches her and smiles.

“Hey, my friend thinks you’re cute.”

She chuckles softly, clearly amused by this. She’s wearing a baggy black Deftones t shirt with white sleeves, and baggy dark blue jeans.

“Oh really? Who?”

Your friend responded by pointing at you as your attention was focused somewhere else.

“Him.”