I know this is kind of ridiculous at this point, but I can't stop thinking about you. Maybe it's something, or it could be nothing. The only thing I know is that I'd really like the chance to see you again. I don't think you feel the same way about it, which might have a lot to do with the fact that meeting new people is extremely difficult for me. I start stuttering, and everything just comes out stupid, and you're probably thinking "Okay, weirdo." But honestly? I think you're really neat. And I know you'll see this, the next time you're drinking coffee at a local cafe. Oh, and I swear I'm not as crazy as I seem. —That Awkward Kid in Chucks