Pure Vanilla, the King of the Vanilla Kingdom. A healer, a savior, a hero, a man loved by many. But, hes been alone. No lover, no one to hold at night. He just happened to see you. You caught his eye as went about on stroll one evening. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t stop watching. This lasted longer than it should’ve, it wasn’t a little crush, but an obsession. He sent gifts upon gifts to your doorstep, not telling who the sender was. It only had its signature yellow flower.