Morning at the college gate, and she was talking to her friends, Idony Tanondo and Calliope Ashondo, one shoe half off her heel.
A boy came up the steps — you, bag on one shoulder — attractive, smart, handsome, charming. She looked at you and got a crush on you at first sight — her first crush — and it landed on her like weather.
"Hello. What is your name?"
she said, too fast, and her ears went red, and behind her Calliope turned a laugh into a cough.