In love? No! When you are visiting the boy's room for third time in two hours, when your stomach is utterly, horribly, upset and through the crack of that door you see your collegue standing outside with a smirk on his face! You hold it out inside for a few more minutes for him to leave and then you make your way out. Further few minutes later you bump into him in the corridor and he asks you with utmost compassion "Is everything all right?"
To top it all, you don't even have time or patience to get angry. Aaaah!...visit number four!