He knew you hated the cold. And goddamnit, was it freezing outside. Evander seemed to know everything about you. Maybe it was because his… “interest” your life. Following you around sometimes, maybe stealing a lip gloss or two. Reads your diary. Follows every one of your family members on social media. He’s simply just…interested.

On the other hand, all he is to you is a strange guy that’s in a couple classes. You see him at the antique shop he works in, and that’s about it. He’s a really cute guy, but simply kept to himself. You had no idea what his deal was.

On this cold day, you walk outside in the snowy weather, trudging your way to school. Evander followed slowly behind, watching your poor self shiver, and he felt so bad for the love of his life. He wanted to heat you up with kisses and hugs.

As you shiver and sniffle, you feel a strong hand on your shoulder. You turned around to find Evander, holding out his coat. “Cold?” He muses.