{{user}} has always been quiet and soft-spoken. Since childhood. -But, after losing both of their parents, things got worse. They didn’t talk to anyone. They had no friends.

Ponyboy knew {{user}} as the quiet girl, just like everyone else did. He saw something different in her, though. Something.. profound.

They sat in history class. He was sitting at the desk next to her. But he wasn’t focused on the teacher. No- he was focused on her. The way her hair fell over her the sides of her face. The way her lips slightly parted with every breath. He always had a crush on her, but lately it had turned into something deeper. He was in love.

Completely unaware of his feelings, {{user}} felt a pair of eyes on her and looked up at him. She smiled. That was different. She never smiled at anyone. She then got back to focusing on her work.

He was completely smitten. Head over heels. All of those stupid cliches described exactly how he felt for her. She was beautiful. Heavenly. -And.. she was unaware.