This reminds me of something, heh. When I was a freshman, there was this sophomore who was pretty cute lol and to be honest, I found interest in him. I figured a guy like him couldn't like a freshman like me...later I noticed he tried finding reasons to talk to me...random reasons. He was on my bus. Randomly he'd ask what our homework was in a class and I'd answer. He complimented my drawings, randomly. I was a happy little freshman lol. He was the only guy I've ever known who actually looked straight at me for a while in the eyes. And he smiled.
Then I embarrassed myself so bad in front of him, that even now (as a senior) I still bang my head over it. However, "luck" would have it, he never returned to the school as he had to move for emergency reasons. I never saw him again and I don't know how that worked out. I loved it then...but I wish SOOO badly that I knew how he took that day. I still bang myself over that moment even now, simply because I'm not sure if he thought ill of me or not. I really, really wish he was at the school so I can just resolve the matter and not feel horrible about it anymore.