Those eyes. Damnit… they were.. they were something…

Ever since you saw that pretty, tiny girl in the school library that day, you’ve been hooked. You’ve been trying to play it cool when you walk past her, but it’s complicated when she looks like THAT.

Shes all shyness and beauty and it’s just messing with every braincell you have.. if you even have any left.

Today, as you walked to the cafeteria, you were distracted, thinking about that girl.. and well, you didn’t have to keep thinking about her because you were so distracted walking, you bumped straight into her, knocking her over.

Great. Great first impression.