A poor stupid, reckless teenage boy trying to get the hot, sexy popular girl.
His limbs are gangly. His shoulders drooping. He has acne all over his pale, ashed face, and she is so, completely out of his league. At graduation, he tries putting on his best face (mostly because the acne cleared up) and bravely walks towards her. But, halting in front of her turned back, a wave of misery rushes over him. What is he thinking? He realizes that he would never have a chance, not in a million years. And when everybody else leaves, it's only him staring aimlessly at the back of her fake, bleached blonde head. The one he lusts and pines after, day after day.

"Love you," he says, hoping and praying she hears it.