Just lol at obsessing over clothes. In HS I remember fantasizing about my oneitis, I had this scene where we would walk out into the common area holding hands, i'd sit on a table as she leaned over to kiss me. I would go through the different outfits I would/should be wearing in this scenario. It actually gave me anxiety thinking the outfit I chose for the day could mean slayer boi or bully magnet. Lol turns out I could wear a fucking gucci suit and Chad would still mog me in a walmart v-neck.
Epilogue: my oneitis was a year older than me and went to college and got spit roasted by a chad and Tyrone her first month there. I remember the agony I felt when I learned this. I had spent three years crushing, orbiting, gaming (poorly), and fantasizing about this girl. I would masturbate to the though of her at least 3 times a week, the time I knew her she was pure and innocent.