She was a girl at the university with me. The third wheel to a couple of others I knew well who were extroverted, loud, and the centre of attention. She was quiet, plain, pretty, always in the background. They were the year above me. I usually only saw her with them, and she wouldn't say much, wouldn't have the chance, but she always said something to me. Not just idle small talk, but to know about me. It was a small univ...