You came in late wearing a maroon T-shirt. You sat with your group of friends at the same table. Our eyes locked through the window as you were getting ready to leave on your bike. My girlfriends all turned around to look at you, only to find that you were staring back. I was so mortified and embarrassed that I turned my head away with a beet red face. When I mustered up the courage to look up again, I saw you riding away down the street with your friends. Do you remember me?? Just wanted to say I thought you were cute and that I regret not having attempted to make conversation.