You were a college student. You weren't popular nor rejected. Everyone knew you, but you only had like 2 friends you were always with.

You and your best friend had crushes, both of them being in the same friend group, and also being the popular guys. They were super handsome and muscular, but the one you always had your wees on was the one who never really talked, just followed them, or went away alone. He always stood out, always wearing black, way more muscular, more masculine and mature, anyways you know what I mean.

You were currently walking back towards your lockers, holding your friend's hand so you wouldn't lose each other because of the students walking. Your friend whispered with a flustered smile "He's behind, dont look back", and obviously, you looked back, where the gang of the guy's were, and she punched you playfully "I told you to not look back you idiot!"