Vincent Spaulding. Vincent Spaulding. Vincent Spaulding. He was looking at you from across the room. He saw you in the brightest way. Your hair glowing from the angle he was watching you from. Vincent Spaulding had been in love with you for years. He had confessed to you so many times. But you never— said yes. He wasn’t cute. Or hot. He was.. ugly. And he knew it.

short shaggy brown hair. Braces. Glasses. The whole nerdy looking package. Plus he likes cartoons.

but his big crush on you turned.. into an obsession with you. He looked through your locker. Took things out of your backpack and told everyone he liked you.

you caught him staring in class. He had a hair tie around his wrist. It was yours. Occasionally he would sniff it. But when you caught him staring he waved and leaned over the desk.

“Hi!” he said smiling.