Is This You?

This is what you should know about me: I'm bland. I'm milk. Worse, I'm water. Worse yet, I'm a water glass--at least water can change shape or become some other form, like ice or vapor. Instead, I'm bland and rigid and everyone can look right through me and see that there's nothing. I've got nothing. I'm walking wallpaper. I almost wish I had a broken nose, or a cauliflower ear, or a scar across my face, somethig that you would remember. If there were something on the outside to grab some girl's attention, she might see that I was a good person, a quality person. Most girls just look once and don't see me, and move on.

I just started reading As Simple as Snow by Gregory Galloway and it looks to be a good book. But it does seem to be a little typical in that it's about a self-described typical, boring guy telling the story of how he fell for some dark, unpredictable, intriguing girl; loved her and appreciated her as no one else, so he is our straight-man narrator who gives us insight into her mysterious yet charismatic character. Reminds me of Stargirl and Looking for Alaska and a number of other YA titles I've read. Yet I think the formula continues to work because so many guys can relate to feeling quietly bland and longing for an exciting girl like that. Am I wrong?