I'll try to keep it short.

Basically I(20M) am a big fan of DND and recently started talking to this girl (let's call her Millie, 20F). She is super smart, super pretty, and has a really great sense of style, and always makes me laugh. I think I'm pretty much head over heels for her. Anyways, she recently learned that I like playing DND, and expressed her interest in playing with me - apparently she's always wanted to play, as a fan of fantasy. This just made her more attractive to me, and I pulled some strings to find a new game for us, as I didn't think she would enjoy joining halfway through my current game.

Anyways, Millie was overjoyed when I told her about the game, and said she was super excited to play and that she was already going to get started to create her character. I hooked her up with the DM and told her that she should coordinate with him. This was about a week and a half before we were first set to play. A few days later, about a week before we were going to play, I asked her what her character was, but she just laughed and said that I'd find out during the first session.

Now, Millie is a very feminine person. She's short, likes keeping her hair long and wavy, likes makeup, and likes wearing lots of pink and dresses and accessories. So I obviously assumed that her character would be similar. My own character was a pretty standard human fighter, so I kept daydreaming about flirting with her through the game - in my mind she played a gorgeous, lithe elven princess or a petite, cute little archer with long blond hair and tight clothes. Maybe the beautiful daughter of a nobleman or gorgeous servant girl destined for something greater or a priestess of some benevolent goddess.

I imagined our characters kissing after a long battle, or my character saving Millie's from a dragon (and then kissing). Every situation I could put them in, I did. And I also dreamed about a real kiss at some point, me and Millie. As the days ticked down, I grew more and more impatient and excited to see, to share my favorite hobby with Millie.

Finally, the day came. I brought all my character sheets, snacks, everything I was supposed to bring. And then the character introductions started. First went someone else in the group. Then I went, with some name, pronouns, backstory, etc etc. And then, finally Millie went.

And I was absolutely stunned. She didn't have a princess, or a servant girl, or a cute little archer. Not even a sexy priestess.

No, Millie excitedly introduced Grognar the Half-Orc, 6'9 and musclebound. She was an artist and had even drawn up several little character concepts of this guy, showing him wielding his ax (which was about the size of my character), snarling with his pointed canines, and with blood smeared all over him and his bare hands. Apparently he was a follower of the Grey Shades, essentially a violent cult, and was out to spread their cultish gospel. She continued speaking about him but I don't remember what she said, I was just too shocked. Needless to say, I did not try to romance Grognar the Half-Orc, follower of the Grey Shades.

TLDR: Assumed a girl I was into would have a feminine, pretty character for DND that I could romance. She created a musclebound, violent monster who could have crushed my skull with his bare hands.