January 2017 was, all in all, a fever dream. First, on New Year’s Day, I was bored and sent greetings to everyone. A matchmaking girl who’d kicked me before replied immediately, saying she wanted to meet again and explain a misunderstanding from last time. When we met, she said it was all a misunderstanding, hoped we could start over as friends, and thought my values were really upright, blah blah blah—basically a bunch of praise. After I got home she kept reaching out, which scared the hell out of me. All I could say was, okay okay, I got it, and then, “I get how you feel, but I’m not sure if I like you, so why don’t we hang out and see…” Though that line felt weirdly familiar… like someone else had said it before…