Simple. Let's talk about the first time we fell in love/developed a crush.
Here goes me:
I was in the State Department store, looking for a new set of shoes, when my eyes happened to fall upon the most beautiful person I'd ever seen. I swear to god, I was absolutely mesmerized. The jet black hair, the fine copper skin, and that rock-solid booty. As I inspected that person closely, as did they inspect me.
For a few nervous moments, we locked eyes. Building up the courage, I moved a step forward, as did they. It was curious, we'd both started moving at once and our movements were synchronized.
Eventually, I started power walking forward, eager to acquaint myself with this person, and as I sped up, as did they. Eventually, we both broke into a run, determined to intercept the other. But alas, it was then that I ran into a mirror, and realized that it was myself, all along.