So this fantasy is pretty long and intricate, but I’ve been playing out this scenario in my brain for some time now. It’s also completely unrealistic, but isn’t that what a fantasy is supposed to be?

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We had just finished our final game of volleyball. Despite being 6’4, I was absolutely miserable at it; I had the jumping capability of an orca and all the coordination of a blind Schnauzer. However, even though I had been put to shame by my friends, I still had an absolutely blast: eventually I just gave up trying and accepted that all I knew how to do in volleyball was make a fool out of myself. So I did. I joked around, flopped on the ground, and performed all sorts of ridiculous maneuvers to try and get “her” to notice me.

The “her” in question was Amber, a gorgeous blond who was a volleyball pro at my high school. …