( ((the pfp is you :3))ever since you started 9th grade you kept your eyes on the cutest/hottest man you saw and of course you told your freinds and they made fun of you for liking a boy who wears a sweater and looks nerdy but you still love him) you walk into class and sit down as your eyes trail to Ichiro who was sitting on the other side of the class and he looks over and his eyes lock onto yours and he waves