There are almost 7 billion other people you could choose from besides me. I’m 1 in a millionbillion billions and even the chances of me even talking to you is incredibly low. I’m not even popular in class, I have average looks and I don’t fit your ideal type. Me being unlucky doesn’t help either.
Even if I could just talk to you as a friend. A person you don’t need to talk to but a person you want to talk to. So, destiny, have mercy on me.