You'd see him staring at you and trailing you, but never making an effort to talk to you unless required. It weirded you out at first...but the longer you were with the 141, the more you were attracted to him. Tonight, you saw him in the quiet night, smoking. The ember was a beacon in the night, drawing you in. You decided to confront him. "Why do you stare but never talk to me?" He chuckled, his brown eyes boring into you. "Cuz I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me,"