Okay, picture this: “You’re basically the all-around perfect girl in college with all your best friends with you. Not only you’re rich, popular, and pretty but you’re also smart in school and have the greatest personality. Except, you never really luck out with boys and finding the one. So your friends come up with the perfect rulebook for all the interested suitors without you knowing. And the only one who seems to do it right is that one boy that always annoyed you since you were kids.” You’re catching on what I’m putting down?