Forgive me for not talking with you since the first day we met. Your HUGE group of friends being around us and whoring for your attention just simply overwhelmed me and I felt uncomfortable, so I strayed away. Please don't think I hated you because I wouldn't talk or look at you when we crossed paths, I get nervous whenever I felt that you were around. Quite frankly, I feel inadequate and fear rejection. Confessing that you're strongly attracted to someone by an "outside" force, or whichever you want to call it, isn't really within my comfort zone.
Now, we're finally talking since we met, and I mustered up the courage to sit next to you in class...
I'm Matt, what's your name? 