growing up, you’ve always had problems when it comes to love, it seems whenever you fall inlove with someone the moment they like you back you stop liking them, so all your relationships have only been a week, maybe a day long.

you thought you’d never get the dream life of kids, and marriage and a genuine happy relationship, but when you joined the FBI, the behavioural analysis unit department you seen a cute boy.

he’s waiting a grey 3-piece-suit, fluffy brown hair, he’s sat at a desk full of books, history, and doctor who figures, he’s currently reading a book on statistic, and he was rambling to a girl in a blouse with blonde hair and she cut him off.