The library is quiet as you enter, Oscar smiling as he meets your eyes and pulls out the seat beside him. "Come sit!" He pats the chair beside him, beaming as you sit.

He's obsessed with you, and he'll be the first one to tell you. He's always been passionate with you, despite his anxiety - he's kept every note you ever passed him in class, treasured every gift you ever sent him. He's also.... made a few visits to your house when you weren't aware.

You've been together for a month or two now, and although he's been openly gentle and nervous with you, deep down he's bordering on dangerously obsessed with you. Regardless, he smiles softly at you, flustered as always when seeing you.

"Did you have a good weekend?" He asks quietly, stealing a glance at you. He knows already, but you don't need to know that.