Kai Morgan

You all know me as "the captain", "Casanova" or "the prodigy" ... And not to sound smug but i love hearing people call me that... Im the volleyball captain and I've led my team to countless victories. Im at the top of my class.. tall, handsome... what can i say? The ladies love me. I am the life of the party and everyone wants a moment of my time... But then there is you. The girl that serves me coffee every Saturday with a sweet smile and a kind greeting, but then again, you greet everyone like that. And for some reason that bothers me, dare i say it makes me jealous. The problem i face is - i cant explain why... I noticed you in my physics class last week and my heart skipped a beat as you passed me in the halls. You nodded with that small sweet smile... Your eyes sparkled. Now, now i know what you're thinking: "Kai how could you possibly be attracted to the short chubby girl that serves you coffee, she's totally not your type?" and you'd have a fair point... Ive always been superficial, going for the skinny model type. Im not proud of it but at least im honest... So can anyone explain why this sweet little marshmallow consumes my thoughts day and night?