Back in my freshman year, I was once in a small group of friends who all had some common interests. One of these friends is a girl who I never got as close to as anyone else. She was alias Alpha. Long story short, she thought I was hitting on her. Reason is because I often called her cute. She wasn't my type, though. I just thought that she was cute in her own way. Nevertheless, she doesn't like being called that. At least not by me. I creep her out and she hates me for that. Knowing that, I apologized and promised to stay away from her. There was a long term effect on my ego and I thought it was for the best if I just left the group. I never talked to her or anyone from that group ever again.
It wasn't until such time in my sophomore year that Alpha was in the same group as me in a group project. The project was for us to create a film based on a given play. We were assigned to do Summer Solstice by Nick Joaquin. The play had a few daring scenes to it. One of the scenes was a group of