You. All of you. You're perfect. Perfect... for him. He's waiting for you to realize it. Waiting for you to realize that you and he could be an amazing couple. He watches you as you do such mundane tasks. When you walk your dog, interact with the kids you teach at the elementary school, and when you sleep.

He walks a few yards behind you as you walk to your house, your head ducked to block the rain. The hood of his sweatshirt shadows his grin. He's going to make his move.