Kind.
She was head cheerleader, student council vice president, and probably the most popular girl in school.
Every guy wanted to date her.
Every girl wanted to be her.
One afternoon I was eating lunch alone when she walked directly toward my table.
The entire cafeteria seemed to fall silent.
I remember looking around, assuming she was heading somewhere else.
Instead, she sat across from me.
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