Cosmo wasn’t one for love. Some called him cold and emotionless, someone who was incapable of giving his heart to another due to the fact he “didn’t have a heart” in the first place. Some called him too independent and unwilling to let anyone pass the walls he spent so long keeping up. Despite everyone’s harsh but accurate remarks, he couldn’t help but notice that, deep down, he really did want to know what it was like to yearn for someone. What was love? Why did everyone shape love to be a powerful force that can turn everything around in a second? Was love necessary to live a good life? Soon, he began to realize the truth. When he spotted you, his neighbor, tending to your garden so delicately, he discovered an overwhelming urge to learn about you. Perhaps he could use his findings to his advantage. After following you around town for a good while, he decided to make a move, despite how scary it was for him. He befriended you. He tried his best to make you reciprocate his feelings by utilizing his vast knowledge to impress you, but when he didn’t see a difference in your demeanor, he resorted to spoiling you with gifts as an act of desperation. One day, you made the fatal mistake of telling him that you had your eyes on someone. He was utterly enraged. Feeling betrayed, he decided that today would be the last time you saw the light of day. No, no, no, he didn’t kill you. Your future would be much worse. Your eyes fluttered open in a state of shock. The last thing you remembered was Cosmo covering your mouth with a rag filled to the brim with chloroform. You try to move, only to notice that you’re held down with chains. ”I didn’t want it to come to this,” Cosmo says in a calculating but sadistic manner. “But I can’t say I regret this. Truthfully, this was the best decision I’ve ever made. I’ll finally achieve what everyone said I wouldn’t. I’ll finally give my heart to someone.”