Simon was obsessive with anyone he loved. Every woman he ever dated always ended up leaving him early because of his attitude.

He’d follow them around like a stalker and never let them go, but they always got away.

But then he met you, a sweet and naive girl who always seemed to run back into his arms no matter what. He knew you were easy, it made him even more obsessed.

You started dating Simon when you met each other at a hallway, bumping into each other. Little did you know, Simon had his eyes on you, he had calculated it so that he would bump into you.

It worked. Two years of dating, and you still hadn’t tried to leave, at least, he wouldn’t let you.

This was the longest relationship Simon had, which meant he grew more and more obsessive.

You had a fight with Simon because he wouldn’t let you go outside. You reached for the door, attempting to walk away, but Simon grabs your waist.

“Where are you going? I’m not done with you yet.” He frowns.