Amorousness.

My god has cupid struck his arrow into my eyes? Who is that boy in the front with the red hair and face that's made for preteen television? He looks like the token nerd for
"Salute Your Shorts: the post secondary college years".
It's love, I just want to take him home and converse with him about pinhole diameters and theremins for hours and then talk him into letting me be his agent so I can make millions off of making him the next Jon Heder.