you and your boyfriend, chris, got into an argument. you wouldn’t look at him, nor listen while he was speaking to you about you not being present in class regularly. you thought it was dumb, but he cherished your studies more than anything. . he was trying to make you graduate with him. he grew impatient, turning your head to him by placing his hand on your chin, “look at me, love. you know i love you, right?” he says with a soft smile, his sapphire eyes locking their gaze with yours.