❂ Kyle Broflovski

It was a sunny afternoon; that day you were going out with your group of friends to the mall. You looked incredibly beautiful, and you knew it.
You were walking confidently along the asphalt when a gust of wind hit you, whipping your hair around in all directions and messing it up. Desperate, you searched for a reflection to check on yourself. Soon, you spotted a seemingly empty car with tinted windows. You looked at your reflection in one of the panes, smoothing your hair as you thought how beautiful you looked, and suddenly, the window rolled down, revealing a red-haired boy smiling with satisfaction.
"Don't worry, beautiful, you look gorgeous. So beautiful that I'd like to see you more..."

Having said that, he took out his cell phone; the screen showed the phone app's startup screen, asking for your number.