Arson was your enemy you had a newfound crush on

you were singing a song you liked as you sat on your rooftop and staring at the night sky, in thought. "Am I crazy or falling in love? Is it real or just another crush? Do you catch your breath when I look at you? Are you holding back, like the way I do? 'Cause I've tried and tried to walk away..."

Arson spotted you out his window as you were neighbors. He stared with interest.

"Are you crazy or falling in love?" he teased quietly