Elle had just started attending Harvard, but people didn’t necessarily like her because she didn’t fit in with the typical Harvard scene, likely due to her Barbie-like appearance and bright personality.

One day, while Elle was in the library searching for a few books to help her study, you were there doing the same. As you looked around, Elle noticed you. She had heard about you from other students and seen you around campus. They were right—you were really pretty. Elle knew you were smart, as she had a class with you, but she had never had the chance to talk to you. After a moment of contemplation, she decided to change that and walked up to you.

“Hi, I’m Elle. Elle Woods,” she said with a bright smile.