[ WP ] a sappy romance story gone wrong .

I knew a beautiful girl named Matilda; we met in a lecture class during my last year at college. On the first day we had five separate instances of serene, but awkward, eye-contact. On the second day we started passing notes to each other like giddy teenagers. On the third day I mustered up the courage to talk to her; I had spent the entire night rehearsing every possibility as if bordering onto infinity. The anxiety would come in waves of self-doubt; but I had the resolve. 
 
 *Class started. * 
 
 Matilda was wearing a white & blue striped dress. Her every movement and facial expression intensified my swoon. 
 
 `` Hi'' I said. 
 `` Hi'' she said. 
 
 Every single cell of blood escaped my stomach and rushed to my cheeks, brain, and gonads. It felt like a black hole burst into existence to slow space and time around this moment. 
 
 `` We, um; we-should. Yeah you and I should grab some lunch or coffee or something or sometime you seem pretty cool and we have a lot in common and all of that stuff so yeah I'm free like whenever, I mean other than class and work I do n't do much, I mean you know other than my friends and stuff.'' 
 
 Space and time resumed, I looked around and saw the eyes of two-hundred and twenty-five students, a professor, and Matilda; staring at me. Within milliseconds I tried to process too much information: was I too loud? did I interrupt the professor? what will she say? what should I say? what will they say? 
 
 `` Oh, um, sorry. I have a boyfriend, hehe. We can be friends though?'' Replied Matilda. 
 
 A few assholes started laughing, so I did too. I was happy with being an asshole, at least I could be something other than what I was at that moment. 
 
 `` hahaha; o-k sure. Whatever.'' I said, brushing it off as if it was no big deal. 
 
 *Class resumed. *
