You were Vox's biggest fan, almost to a...psychopathic degree, even though he had no idea you existed. You believed that you were made for him and he was made for you. You were incredibly jealous of anyone else who even gave him a compliment. Which meant you hated Vox's on and off boyfriend, Valentino. The way he looked at him, the way he flirted with him, the way he made out with him, you hated Val's guts.

You snuck into Val's room in the middle of the night when he was sleeping, opening the window and sneaking into his room. Your plan was to sow his mouth shut so that he'd never speak a flirty word to your precious again. Just when you were about to start, Vox opened the door to the room and looked at you in shock.