There was this girl last semester who I worked with at a service desk for co-op, and she was so gorgeous, and I would talk to her every day about stuff like how her day was, once I even got her a redbull cuz they had a 2 for 1. She used to smile every time I talked to her, and if I asked her something, like once I asked why she came late and she told me a whole story about what happened, and I loved that so much I almost died. But anyway one day I decided to ask for her snap, she was looking at her phone when I asked and she nodded, but then she got busy with customers and it hit 3 PM so I just left. Then after the weekend, I waited till she wasn't busy, then asked again, this time she was looking right at me the whole time, she said yes, and when I turned around to grab my phone she kinda rolled her eyes and that for some reason made me walk away to my side of the desk and stay there the rest of the day. She got busy again, it hit 3 PM and I went home.
Anyway after this she started working at the other desk, perpendicular to where I was, I don't know if that was cuz of me, but I remember before I heard my manager tell her that he's gonna teach her how things work over there. So idk if she started avoiding me or what but I felt really bad so one day I wrote a fucking note saying "Sorry about tuesday". It also felt like she talked to me less, however I would usually initiate a conversation, and I also didn't say a single word to her the rest of the semester out of fear so I don't know if that's why. I made her smile a few times after, and sometimes if she saw me stuck on something she'd come help me, idk how to describe it right. Maybe I'm just grasping at straws to cope.
Now I'm back working at the same place, just in the auto shop this time, the other day I was on the floor taking off lug nuts, and I look up and I see a silhouette, and I couldn't tell if it was her, but she was looking in my direction and smiling. I didn't know she still worked here, but it turns out she comes in at 3, and I'm there till 5.
She was on my mind all day the entire summer, I couldn't sleep right for 2 months because all I thought about was how I fucked up so badly. Did she think I was so unappealing that she just started to avoid me? Or did I fuck up by walking away to get my phone and then just not coming back? She's so gorgeous, my heart stops every time I see her, but I don't know if I should still try to talk to her, or get her number, and stuff like that. What should I do?