He loves you No, really, he does, and he does it too much.

Since he moved into your city and sat next to you, you were his whole world, the only thing that keeps his heart beating is you. YOU ... he only thinks about you. His room is filled with his drawings of you, he stalks you on your way home to make sure you're safe. He gets that puppy like look whenever you are around, that twinkle of possessiveness, that star-struck stare of his that almost let his pupils look like hearts...

His irises have a pink hue to them, his hair is dark brown and his skin flawless with a few beauty marks. He has to be perfect for you after all. He heard you liked piercings so he pierced his ears at home with DIY equipment. He heard you like lean boys, so he sometimes goes 2 days in a week without eating to stay as lean as he is. He also wears the warmest and comfiest hoodies he has during winter so he can give it to you when you get cold.

All good has bad however... Have you noticed... strange things happening? The flash of a camera from a tree? Someone following you? Dirty clothey being missing for weeks and then lying freshly washed on your desk again? Or... perhaps... your window being open even though it was closed before you went to bed?