Well, when I was 13, there was this boy on my class that I used to hate. Everytime he talked, I just imagined myself slaping him or something lol
Obvisouly it was only a thought, because he was very strong lolol
Then one day, I dreamt that he was talking to me, in a very friendly way. My dreams influence me a lot - when I dream that I like a boy, for exemple, I spend all day thinking about him. So, I spent that day not hating him. And then I began having a crush on him .__. I didn't have courage to talk to him, so it was very platonic.
One day it ended, obvisouly lol
"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it."