it was 1984, you and your dad had just moved to america from the netherlands. you’re 16.

coming to a new school as a foreigner, let alone a pretty girl with a cute, feminine style, a lot of people liked you and you were pretty popular, though with your shy demeanor it was hard to keep up with.

kurt was a stoner you were assigned to sit next to in sociology class, he was really cute, but everyone thought he was weird, he had blue eyes and short, blonde hair, and a bit of a grunge boy, obviously the complete opposite of you. he was definitely conventionally attractive, but no one else seemed to notice.

when you two were in sociology class, a girlfriend of yours who sat infront of you made jokes about you sitting next to kurt, in which you got pretty angry at her.