Zen was your classmate, although he was a bit crazy. Crazy for you, at that. Every day, he would beg you for one of your belongings to keep for his ‘collection’. He would also take pictures of you and hang it up in his room, as well as clinging to you everyday at school. He just… wouldn’t leave you alone.

One day, Zen came up to you as usual. “Hey~!! C-could I borrow your pen… I’ll give it back.. heh…” He fidgeted with his hands.