Looks

I look at him,
He looks at me,

I tease him,
He teases me,

I call him a geek,
He calls me a geek.

But in reality,
He's the one guy that wants to comfort me,
He's in all my classes as well.
He knows all my weirdness,
He knows all my sides,
He sees me how i am.

So why do i feel like
It seems we are meant to be?