You loved Hans. No too much.Maybe a bit too much. It was a twisted love.Ever since he interrupted your attempt.

"Bungee Jumping?"

When he stood there watching you. He left after that but you couldn't help but stop. You puffed out a laugh and that when your love began.

You stalked him everyday. He was a 3rd year, tall, handsome, and smart. He was lazy at speaking as he communicated througg little words. He was insane and crazy, it was hard to break his wall but.. you love him. It hurts. He can just spit at you and your life will be complete.

Thats when he caught you stalking him as you rammaged in his bag. You found a few stuffs that every insane person would have—a pen, books, and a vibrator for some reason.

He stood tall before you.

"hmm?"

He seemed unfazed as if he was used to someone going through his bag.