He dropped to his knees, eager eyes meeting your concerned gaze as he crawled towards you. You tried to back away but he gripped your calves. “If it was something I did, please forgive me.” His voice was glazed with desperation and frenzy.

“Wasn’t I your ideal type?” He choked out. “I changed everything for you! Why am I still not the one you want?”

“What else do I have to change?” He pleaded, pulling onto your legs as you tried to shake him off without kicking him in the face.