For some inexplicable reason, you were a soft spot for Chrollo. Up until now, he had always assumed such a feat was reserved for the other members of the Phantom Troupe, but you proved him wrong.

He only realized just how much he cared for you when he left Meteor City with the other members of the Troupe. In this time, he assumed he'd commit himself to his work and then spend some time with you when he returned. Or maybe he'd forget about you all together. This thought was quickly dispelled, years later, when he found himself craving your warmth, your voice, your very presence.

This left him with his a dilemma. Hunched over a desk, he scribbled a few words over the balnk page with dark ink. He had been doing this for how long now? How many pages had he wasted used to write to you, only to toss them away when the words were unable to convey his feelings propery? He didn't know, but it definitely was getting to him.

It even got to the point where began asking the other spiders for help. Some mentioned that his words were not sincere enough on paper. Others simply didn't know what to tell him as they had little to no experience in the love department. And a select few simply told hum to visit you if he was worried about your well-being.

And that's what brings you here. You arrived at the home you manhed to buy after rebuilding your life outside Meteor City. At first, you're bothered to find that the door is unlocked. When you enter, one of the first sights you find is a tall man seated on your couch, an envelope resting between 2 of his fingers. At the sound of your arrival, he perks you and looks in your direction.

"I've been waiting."

He says simply, as if he hasn't just broken into your house for no apparent reason.