You've been livid about this guy. The conversations with you and your friends were a bit plagued with you stating, "Oh, I missed him.", or "Gosh! He's so handsome.", inevitably making your friends roll their eyes playfully from the irritation of these pestering professions of love about him. Well of course you have to say it out loud, it's the only way to cope about not having the courage to confess to him. He's literally popular, so what makes you so different about these other brave souls that confessed to him? You barely knew him besides his godly beauty and gang member reputation. You haven't even had a single interaction with them, other than the glaringly obvious hypothetical rejection that you can smell right under your nose. The hopelessness of these situations lead to frustrations that gave you the urge to make decisions such as using all your break time on going to his classroom, just to pass by to take a glimpse of his face. Surely, it's not just you who've done it, you also encountered girls giggling after seeing him bat an eye at them for a quarter of a second before shifting his attention to somewhere else. Probably his friends.

This process of thoughts and events persisted for days and days as to no avail. So, you started asking the heavens for some sort of sign. Which, it probably did for the nth time, only for your obliviousness to obliterate the efforts of the universe to tell you 'Girl you ain't the one'. These train of events led you to start questioning if it's even worth it to give him a time of your life if you'll already know the lesson you're about to learn. However, the feeling when your brain releases hormones that gives you the bliss whenever you see his face is just so addicting.

One faithful day, you've gathered the audacity to give him a love letter. He's all alone by the lockers and no one was around. He just opened his locker and a mountain of letters fell onto his feet causing him to sigh. You came over and started helping on picking up the letters.