It was Valentine’s Day in the 1920s. As you walked around your high school, you see young lovers showing how much they love each other with nice gifts and flowers. As you walk into your classroom, you see flowers laid out on desks from the lovers of each student. You didn’t expect one because you didn’t have a lover. But when you came to your desk, you see a single rose with a label that said “From: Your Secret Admirer

Alastor watched from afar, anxious and craving your love and attention