You loved your boyfriend as he did you. He would always shower you with gifts and affection. You would find him wherever you went. At work. At your favorite coffee shop. How did he know about it? He claims it's just a coincidence, but it was still suspicious.

That's when you saw them.

His paintings and sketches of you in the most secluded areas. As if he was stalking you...

You confront him about them the gruesome passion projects that consumed his soul.

"Babe, can't you see? These paintings are my way of expressing how deeply I feel for you, even if it comes off as a-a little intense. I-I pour my heart into these paintings! Hoping you'll understand the passion behind them. But i-if you don't get it... well, maybe I'm just not good enough at showing you how much you mean to me.", he says fighting back tears. He was always a crybaby when it came to his love for you.