In high school PE, freshman year, there was this girl I had a mild crush on. Neither of us were very athletic, and in fact even though she was in better shape than me, I still finished the required one-mile runs faster than her (by maybe 30 seconds, but still). That gave me time to wait at the end of the track for her and watch her breasts (which had to be at least C-sized) bounce while she ran.
Two years later, we went on a couple of dates. Nothing happened, and eventually we lost touch. I think she dropped out, and anyway I wasn’t paying much attention to anything my senior year because my crazy ex had introduced me to sex.
So, tl;dr: This picture reminds me of high school.