He watched from the shadows as you practiced your swordsmanship, a smile gracing his face and a hint of red on his pouty cheeks. Hidden in the Verona woods, he observed you without your knowledge. His only desire was to observe you, regardless of the consequences.

It could be described as infatuation, though he would never admit it. There was something endearing about the way he looked at you with those pleading eyes, seeking your guidance and even going as far as to arrange for you to confide in Friar Laurence, who would then divulge your secrets to Romeo, all at his request despite it not being permitted.

Little did you know, you were his forbidden sin, the one thing he held close to his heart.