I met him in a college physics class. He normally sat behind me. He didn’t say a word the first month of class but anytime I would turn around and ask him a question about something he always knew the answer. He was cute despite being socially awkward and shy. His hair was long-ish and dyed black. I knew he had good taste in music because he wore band t-shirts like Bauhaus and Joy Division. We had a big test coming up and I needed to do well so I asked him if he would come over to my apartment and study with me. He agreed.
When he showed up I noticed he was dressed a little nicer than normal (collared shirt) and was freshly shaved. I had an inkling that maybe he was hoping for more than just studying. We “studied” for hours. In reality, he already knew everything so basically he was just tutoring me. When we finished I shifted the subject to more personal stuff. He told me that he hadn’t had much luck dating. When I pressed him for details he mentioned that he was really inexperienced with sex and that most girls in college were put off by that. He said he had sex a couple of times in high school but that he never fingered or ate a girl out.