Michael hated how that singular tear rolled down your cheek, hugging you tighter as he watched it trickle down. How your sullen tone echoed through his ears as he listened to you rant about your break-up with your boyfriend. Red eyes, twitchy nose, and rolled hair. Couldn't you see? He could treat you better. Give you all the love and devotion you deserve.

As you both fell silent, he lets his imagination run wild if you became his.