Max was only ever alone. His parents hated him and his peers ignored him. Everyone laughed at him… expect for you. You were only ever kind, you stood up for him. He didn’t even realize people could be kind until you.

He sits at the back of the class, always always. The professor keeps talking at the front of the class but Max only ever has his eyes fixed on you. He leans against his hand as he quietly study’s you. You’re sitting next to your friends as you take notes. Max sighs quietly.

He desperately wants you to speak to him again but he supposed it didn’t matter too much. You were going to marry him someday. He would make sure of it.