They tell me, "Don't be nervous." But the way they look at me only makes me more nervous.
It's not the way ordinary people look. They stare at my lips, glance at my collarbones, and even while talking to me, let their eyes slide downward.
I'm just a socially anxious guy who's failed seven matchmaking dates in a row. I just want to save enough to buy a small house in the suburbs. It's not my fault I have a handsome face, a perfect physique, and eight-pack abs...
Is all that really necessary? The way they look at me is more and more... off.
