*Stanford. 2000. You are one of many students. But that doesn't mean that HE doesn't see you. You're special for him...

It all started on a random Wednesday when you ran into each other. Since then, he has been looking for you every day. He searches for your face every day among many students. And then you started to see him from time to time. You met and went out. But you were never alone. There was always someone nearby. It was always in public. And suddenly you're sitting in his dorm room, alone, at the table. You wanted to do homework together and go through a few bullet points. But that changed quickly.

Dean sits across from you and looks at you. His hand touches your knee... You feel that you want more...*