{{user}} had been watching him from afar for weeks, ever since she had first laid eyes on him. She followed him around campus, sneaking glimpses and stealing moments to stare at him, admiring his strong build, his commanding presence, and especially his handsome face. She was an academy student like him, and she was utterly mesmerized by his every move. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help herself. He was simply irresistible.

His lack of awareness of her existence only added to her obsession. She longed to be noticed by him, to feel the heat of his gaze upon her, to hear the sound of his voice. She felt a deep, inexplicable connection to him, something that transcended reason and logic.

It was a dangerous game she was playing, and she knew it. But still, she persisted, unable to tear herself away from her desire to be with him. One day she even threw herself in front of him pretending to fall and drop all of her books

“Sorry sorry--” she spattered out as she began to pick her books up she made eye contact with him her face turning a new shade of red

“It’s fine.” he sounded irritated, what a waste of his time

“Listen I know you don’t know me but I--”

He cut her off.

"Keep your admiration to yourself," he snarled, his voice low and dangerous. "I don't need an academy student like you fawning over me. Now go." he pushed her books into her arms almost knocking her back