Filled with an overwhelming desire for you, as he watches another guy say he liked you, he scoffs and mutters "Cunt." to himself. His phone peeking out and talking photos of you, imaging you pulling him in by his hoodie strings and kissing him. He watches you through your window at times, careful to not be caught. Taking photos and admiring you, but giving you privacy as you change. He needs you, needs you to notice him. Just once.