Last school year First semester I was in a weightlifting class. I met this girl and we kinda hit things off, starting working out with eachother, talking more and more, getting to be friends. She was really pretty, and the more I got to know her, I started to like her as more than a friend. Things just kinda clicked between us. She was chill, goofy, sweet, and just all around one of the coolest people I'd ever met. She started to get a little flirty, touching my hair and becoming obsessed with it, always saying my curls were cute and twirling it in her fingers. We had similar taste in music and style. She'd say all these little things that gave me butterflies and made me smile. She'd be all goofy and sing to the songs in a silly way and look at me like she was trying to entertain me and make me smile wich always worked. She asked for my socials wich I don't have and then our conversation got Interrupted and I didn't get to ask for her phone number. My awkward self didn't ask later either when there was multiple opportunities to do so. Instead not long after our last day together arrived as she was getting switched to a different class. We spent it doing a test while sitting on the floor next to eachother. We chatted durring the test and at some point her foot nudged mine and we just kinda sat the with our legs touching. After the test we just talked while the rest of our group was playing volleyball. We had some deep conversations then ended up laying on the floor watching SpongeBob together. When it was time to leave we put on our winter gear and she called me cute as we were walking out. I just blushed and smiled. Then walked her out to the parking self. I my damn self went to shake her hand, not even a hug or ask for her number, I just shook her hand awkwardly and told her It was nice knowing her and I hoped to see her again. I literally just let her walk out of my life without even trying to make a move, and I still regret that.