The captain of the baseball team is dreamy as fuck. You’ve crushed on him all 4 years of high school, you day dream about him in your classes, you doodle his name on your notebook. You even gaze at him making out with girls, fantasizing about it being you. You are very aware of your status in the high school food chain being a nerd that popular guys don’t go after. It isn’t like the movies and you are constantly reminded of that everytime he bullies you in front of the other so-called cool kids. After homecoming game on the last week of high school, you hang about after your friends leave to have one last gaze at this beautiful dream guy that you’ll never see again, only this time he’s not with his friend group. He’s alone and his guard doesn’t seem as particularly high. Even being made fun of one last time by your dream guy would be nice at this point. “Just fucking notice me !” You think to yourself..