May I posit an impossible scenario for readers here ?
Suppose you were personally able to somehow get the 3 most physically attractive members of the opposite sex, from the closest 33 high schools, whose birth year is the same as yours, and you had Jim Lang and "The Dating Game" with a full month to ask each and every one of them any and all questions that you wanted, and then you got to date each one of them three times; let's say, a lunch in public, a dinner party, and an evening together with some romantic interplay involved.
I give you my personal promise that you would never get to the 20th [[--babe-or-hunk--]]; you would become so sick of them that you would probably lose interest in sex and the human race.
Not <I>EVERY</I> gorgeous babe and magnetic hunk has a repulsive personality; but my personal observation is that a huge majority of such persons have come to expect (before their 18th birthday) impossible requirements of any human who might be worthy of their time on a date. I have observed that they place every social and/or romantic relationship into their "odds computer" and evaluate every prospsective suitor on a competitive analysis much the same as I personally analyze groceries, new cars, mattresses, software, or real estate transactions; i.e., what will best fit my needs at this particular moment in my life ?
Until you have been used as a social practice dummy by one of these putative "ultra-humans" (what a stupid term) you will never truly grasp any of what I'm saying here.
The result is that I actively and purposely avoid the top X-percent of good-lookers. (X is a small number, not clearly defined in my brain.) If she's a <U><I>Babe Babe <B>BABE !</B> </I> </U> beyond belief, I probably won't have anything to do with her; based (unfairly, I confess, but statistically viable nonetheless) on my observations of others in my history who were similarly "gifted".