Sophomore in high school dating freshman in college
You triple-check your writing assignments, and even have your roommate do a once-over to make sure you have no Freudian slips of titillating typos like "thong" for "thing," or "sex" for "six."You try not to notice him, but you swear you can feel his enigmatic eyes staring at the back of your head while you're typing lecture notes you'll never read again.
This dark, brooding, international relations man of mystery has you all hot and bothered before you even take your seat in Global Think Tanks, Policy Networks, & Governance.
He's mastered couldn't-care-less cool, and has a Dionysian ability to keep the keg flowing and become everyone's best friend. His mixology skills exceed that of most 19 year olds, but are still limited to screwdrivers and jungle juice.
The Frat-Star Crush is an evanescent infatuation that will dissipate as soon as you've played guest at a few parties, and have learned to distinguish between confidence and douchebaggery.
He held the door open for you on move-in day, and this hallmate heartthrob hasn't left your mind since.
We can all admit it's probably just the pure proximity of this guy, and subsequent frequency of your interactions, that make him a beckoning blip on your radar.
He never speaks, but you know he's already mastered everything the professor is spilling out.
He sits there with a nonchalant cool as if he's already audited the class. You raise your hand just so he can hear your voice, and you hope he thinks your answers are brilliant.
There's a big difference between high school boys and college boys.Half the class collectively swoons when he delivers anecdotes about taking his wife to the Met to see the latest exhibition on Stieglitz, Steichen, and Strand.Gym excursions are exasperating enough without a hot guy prowling around in close proximity to your hip abductions.For starters, the guys look more like men, and less like boys.Second, while you'll still probably wish every day of undergrad that they'll just grow up already, college guys are in a much better place in life than they were two or three years ago, and they're right on the cusp of actual adulthood where sh*t gets real, real fast.
You decide to look extra perky and full of health the next time you two "happen to be" doing laundry at the same time. Survivor of three more years of college than you, he's a downright scholar — learned, experienced, the most professional pre-professional.