It was the first week of the fall semester. He was 5'10" 130, with pale skin, glasses, splotchy stubble, and a punk rock t-shirt falling off of his bony shoulders. Not my type at all. I liked the foreign boys: Russians, Israelis, accents, black leather, bad boy vibes... My jaw dropped as he confidently sidled up to me after class to ask me out
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