Jun was a very determined guy, to say the least.

He first confessed to you years ago, and you had rejected him, but he didn’t give up. He gave you gifts, compliments, and followed you around helplessly like a lost puppy.

But his love was to the point of obsession. His room was filled with photos of you and little trinkets he had stolen from you over the years. Not that he’d ever let you know that, obviously.

After class, he was waiting for you by the doorway, as always.