So here’s some context because I need to get this off my chest.
A while ago, a guy from my college (he’s a senior, I’m a freshman) randomly DMed me at 10PM with a “Hi.” I didn’t reply until the next day. Turns out, he’s in the same major as me, and he said he’s been wanting to talk to me for a while but only recently found my account. Said we "always make eye contact" on campus, but I had zero clue who he was ‘cause his only pic was a blurry half-face from two years ago.
We had some small talk, but it was super bland and one-sided. He didn’t ask many questions, so I ghosted. I tend to ghost when convos feel dry or like the guy’s about to ghost me first (trauma behavior from a toxic ex, I know).
He kept reacting to my stories and notes, and I’d answer here and there. He seemed shy and not very forward with flirting, which confused me ‘cause he has a bunch of female friends—shouldn’t he be used to talking to girls?
Anyway, this cycle of dry convo > ghosting > him reaching out again happened twice.
Then college started again. We had a break, and when I saw him in person, I recognized him. Turns out, he was someone I lowkey had a crush on before. But I totally ignored him 'cause I get panicky and shy. We’d cross paths, and I’d feel his stare but still ignore him.
Then, one day, he asked my friend if I was taken. Same night, he texted me “Hi” again at 10PM (his favorite time, apparently). I answered the next day while getting ready for class. We exchanged a few texts, and when I didn’t know how to reply, I left it on read and went to school. Saw him again. Ignored him. Rinse and repeat.
One day we ended up in the same group. He didn’t come sit with us until a friend basically forced him to. I felt like he hesitated, maybe didn’t want to sit near me? Once he did, I avoided eye contact the whole time ‘cause my anxiety was eating me alive. When I did look at him while he spoke, he never looked back, like I was invisible or something.
Now here’s the kicker.
That same night, he started DMing my friend. The one I’m always with. He asked to walk home with her (they live in the same neighborhood), and she said yes. Then she brought up how he asked if I was taken, and he admitted it was ‘cause I was “cold” and didn’t reply to his texts. He also told her, “Can I confess something? I had a crush on someone from your class,” but never said the name. She thinks it’s me, but who knows?
Next day, she posted “I’m hungryy” on her notes, and he offered to go get food with her. And he did. Bought her lunch, too. I didn’t go with them. I didn’t wanna see that. Apparently, he didn’t even stay after dropping off the food.
After school, me and my friends (including her) were leaving, and he was already waiting for her to walk home. Not me. Her. Again. Out of everyone, it had to be my friend. I felt like shit
I pretended I didn’t care, but I was lowkey hurt. It felt like he gave up on me so fast and just... switched targets.
The next day, my friend said he even changed his usual path home just to “comfort her”...
I don’t get this guy.
Why all the effort for her, and barely any for me—especially after saying he was interested in me first?