>around 11 years old, on the playground
>an envoy is sent to me, I'm told to meet the girl I like near the jungle gym
>she's stood there with the biggest chad in the school
>he says to her 'you have to choose one of us'
>I run at extremely high speed in the opposite direction
Thanks childhood for making me incapable of intimacy. I ran the 100m for the school so I really was fast.
<16 years old, in cafeteria during lunch
<classmate and I start fighting in a friendly way, we're laughing
<I put him on his back on a table, my hand around his neck and his legs either side of me
<look to my right and there's a table of girls, all looking at us
<we immediately stop and leave
I went to a boys only secondary school so I guess that saved me from losing more spaghetti - then again, maybe that didn't help. The reason there were girls in the cafeteria is because the cafeteria was shared with the neighbouring girls school. I'm pretty much resigned to my KHV status forever now. I've hardly spoken to anyone other than my mother in four years (not that I talk to her much), I'm 20 now, and I don't think I've spoken to a girl beyond a few sentences in my whole life. Thankfully being dead inside means I'm not as anxious anymore.