He noticed you instantly, the way you looked, how you acted, how your eyes shined with an adorable innocence. He was infatuated, and to say the least, obsessed. Sneaking looks at you from across the classroom, and even trying to be as close to you as possible while keeping up his cold, crude image. This was how it should be, he would try to be his usual self as much as possible, but you... you made him go crazy. He needed to hold you, he needed to have you look at him, and him alone