Intellectual
Every girl had that certain turn-on that made her crazy for a guy.
For some, it was the color of his hair, or the way he smiled. For others, it was the way he dressed or the accent his had. The most popular one was, of course, perfect bodies with rippling mussels and rock hard abs.
She, on the other hand, knew the secret behind those types of guys. There was only one thing that was bigger than their biceps, and it was their egos.
She was different, though, she had a thing for brains.
Sitting on the floor in his bedroom, she watched attentively as he buried his nose in his books. It made her sigh in girlish admiration. With every page he turned, she felt a blush creep onto her face.
Feeling himself being watched, Gohan turned and saw her practically swooning on the floor.
"Videl," he asked. "Are you alright?"
"I love you," she sighed, without thinking.
"You have got to be kidding," He screamed, pointing to his textbook. "How can you find this attractive?!"