I have a feeling she wanted to like you, but, was afraid of being made fun of, especially if you weren't in the popular crowd.

Maybe. We often talked in the dining room of the school. I remember telling her that I dreamed that we danced. She told me that we will at the banquette.

We did not. She danced with someone else. I do not even remember now with who.

Because of the bullying I finished middle school as a private student. I do not even know why I even went to the banquett.

I think we all remember our first love. Love is blind and deaf, sometimes gratefully so.

Sometimes I would rather forget this "love", but it is a part of my current earthly life, so I have to live with it.

Have a nice day and have a nice weekend.
All the best. Greetings from Hungary.