Around 1pm I got off the G train at Bedford Nostrand and the guy walking behind me was shockingly gorgeous. He looked like a '90s Jacob Elordi. Tall, short brown hair with a middle part, tan/olive long sleeve shirt, black pants, and black loafers. I got so shy and nervous and before I could decide what I would say, he ended up walking faster than me out of the station and I lost him. I was the blonde girl wearing the long black and white polka dot dress, denim jacket, and black converse. I so wish I would've said hi!
