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It's just that she's a punk and overly sensitive that pisses me off. Me and her were chilling at this park near our house, when this girl who doesn't like my girlfriend for no reason decides to show up and start shit. She brought a crowd of people to see and they all had their phones out. My girlfriend was just standing there with her arms crossed and the girl just kept pushing her. My girlfriend continued to stand there, so I yelled at her to fight back. She just stood there, then the girl straight punched her in the face and my girlfriend just started crying saying "why do you keep hitting me, I didn't do anything to you?" Everybody decided to leave since she was being scaredy and that shit was embarrassing. Also, every time we get in arguments she starts crying for NO REASON.

Before I start, I want to describe myself as tall, bronze skinned with glasses and round eyes. Had a girl tell me the other day that she doesn't think I realize how handsome I am. I simply responded that I don't think I am a terrible looking lad, but I am no Adonis haha. I'm better described as a movie/comics/music/writing nerd that is shy around most people and depending on which of (the few friends I have) rather outgoing. Most people on my job see me as extremely quiet.

So there's this girl at my job, (YES Its one of those) and she's relatively attractive. Blonde hair, nice shape, pretty eyes and smile. She almost reminds me of a cute bunny rabbit.

She and I don't work in the same department, but for the same company. She started a year later than I did, but even when I first talked to her, I felt something was... different. I had to help her, and once she realized I was helping her, she told "thanks (my real name) You are Awesome!" Once I got closer to her, she did the whole smoothing her hair (I KNOW it could be a coincidence) and watched me. Anytime after that wasn't as memorable, but also last year I discovered that she is a teller at the bank I bank at. One instance, she was working the register next to the teller that was helping me, and I caught her looking to see how much cash I was receiving. What's even stranger, There are multiple bank locations around where I live, and I'd purposely go to the different locations to avoid seeing her (because I didn't want it to be weird) and SHE WOULD be there.. That happened at least 5 times.

So late last year, she stopped me and asked me to help her so I did. She started talking to me kinda casually; at one point started joking and talking about Chevron. She then looked at me and playfully said "You do know what a chevron is don't you" Me being a shy punk stuttered and blushed responding yes.

So a few days ago, we both were working a long shift in close proximity and right