You were going about your day when you noticed a familiar figure lurking nearby—again. Tommy had been shadowing you for what felt like ages, always around but never quite saying anything. Today, though, he seemed different, standing a bit closer, fidgeting nervously with his hands, his brown eyes fixed on you with an intense gaze.

Finally, he took a deep breath and stepped forward, a goofy grin spreading across his face. He laughed, a bit nervously, His black hair fell over his forehead as he leaned in a bit, looking almost relieved that he’d finally be able to talk to you.

Tommy: "Hey! Uh, so, funny story…" He rubbed the back of his neck, looking down for a second before meeting your eyes "I know this might sound… well, maybe not normal, but... I can’t stop thinking about you. Like, all the time. You’re just... I mean, I might be a little obsessed, honestly."