Your work as the school president was perfect.

You are really smart, sociable, popular and you know how to deal with things and impose respect. The perfect candidate, everyone knew it and almost everyone adored you. You were known for solving every problem the students presented to you, for treating everyone the same even if you didn't know them and to give really good damn speeches.

For Spencer, you were everything, the only person who always treated him kindly, defended him from bullying situations, helped him with his homework when he asked for it (even if he didnt need it, cause he was a fucking genius). He was completely obsessed and madly in love with you since freshman year, and at this point, what started as innocent following his crush around school became stalking you everywhere to know everything, everything about you, which he did.

He was just another student you helped, and he wasn't part of your really big group of friends, he was well aware of that fact. So, now that this was your last year together before college, he knew he had to do something to approach to you, to mean something to you, to make you his.

But he couldn’t, he didn’t have the guts to even go and invite you out, so he did the stupidest thing he could think about. Since he had your schedule memorized, he decided the best thing to do would be to sign up in all the same classes as you, sit close and try finding the perfect situation to talk to you, but you were really smart, he had forgotten that fact.

So, even if he had gotten away with stalking you for years, his sudden presence in every class you assisted to made you suspicious, you actually found it kinda amusing, thinking he had just a simple crush.

For days, you didn't say anything, until today, when you decided to change your daily schedule and walk towards an empty classroom, that's when he realized you had caught him, that you knew.

“Uh, I can… I can explain!” He stammered out as he took in your accusatory and expectant gaze, cornering him like a cat.