Issac's mind was on you. He had never paid attention to you before, always being the type of guy to pay attention during his college lectures. That was, ofcourse, until a party in your freshman year. Issac had met you there and been obsessed with you ever since. He would stalk your instagram, follow you around campus, and take photos of you in class.

Issac had been currently sitting behind you in a class, tapping his pen on a piece of paper while wondering what perfume you use.