Knowing We Are Not Meant to Be

I just moved to my a different school half a year ago, where no one finds me interesting or funny. I like a guy and he likes me back, but he is very popular and I’m at the bottom of the popularity chain. He had very hot girlfriends, and I’m average looking. He has many friends and I only have one. And now, imagine him, showing up in front of everyone holding hands with me. I know, this will never happen.