I know the feeling man.

I had just started middle school, and I was assigned to a class where I was familiar with only one person. We had been classmates for years, and we even played in same football (soccer) team, so I thought it would be natural for us to bond a little bit more. During the intro class I was about to sit next to him, but he told me not to, and instead he immediately managed to form relationship with plenty of other people. I was left alone.

In the middle school where I went, all classes were assigned 4 supporting students from upper grades. The point of supporting students is that they're there to offer more easily approachable guidance compared to adult workers. All they are voluntarily doing the thing, wanting to help new students feel more comfortable in a new school.

Later on, the supporting students were giving us a tour through school premises. They were really friendly to everyone, answering questions, laughing at people's shitty, lazy jokes and all that. I thought it was really cool, some older kids that actually care. After the tour people got to socializing with each other in a really relaxed atmosphere. It didn't feel forced or anything, people just seemed to enjoy each other's company. I of course just stayed quiet having nothing interesting to contribute.

I spotted 2 of the supporting students, both attractive on 13-year-old tozer0's standards, standing a bit separately from the rest of the group. Like you probably gathered from earlier text, I was a bit on the shy side. I thought approaching them would be easier since I wouldn't have to shout with everyone else hearing. As I was getting closer to them, I managed to overhear something about them going to some place, and I opened my mouth like a fool, thinking it would be good idea to ask to join them. Their eyes start getting larger, and the blonde one instinctively replies "you should cover your face with a mask first". They both start laughing and get back to the main group like nothing had happened. I was left there, baffled. I didn't feel anger or sadness at that time, just pure shame of my very existence.