She compliments you. “I caught the end of the game yesterday. I can’t believe you made that last-second shot!” “Nice job on the history essay. I heard you got the highest score in the class, right?” She starts conversations with you. “Hey, you’re going straight to class, right? Cool, I’ll walk with you.” “I heard you’re helping to plan the pep rally this semester. How’s that going?” She casually brings up things you could do together. “Look at all these decorations for the dance. The theme is better than usual this time, I think!” “Have you heard about that huge fair this weekend? It looks so fun.” She’ll keep conversations going when she doesn’t have to. “My weekend was good, just pretty boring, I guess. Wait, how was yours? Didn’t you help run that camp for elementary schoolers?” “I know, lunchtime is way too short. What class do you have after this?” She shares personal things about herself. “It’s kind of embarrassing, but I actually really like art class. I’ve always liked to draw.” “Don’t tell anyone else, but I’ve always wanted to play lacrosse in college. I was never good enough, but this year I think I’m really improving.” She teases you lightly. “Here he comes! The new student body president! Still can’t believe you won, haha. Good job.” “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you eat anything but a sandwich for lunch. You know other foods exist too, right?”