“Wha-What? Did you think I needed you? That I love you? Seriously? I don’t need anyone. And certainly not you.” Will’s wounding words vexed the strings on your heart. Though, your feelings for him didn’t waver. You still loved him the same as if he didn’t hurt you with his sharp tongue.

You admired him. The way he process evidence, how he teaches his class, his diction. You valued his traits more than anyone did. You wanted to know him. Be his muse.

“Your delusions of grandeur will get you nowhere. And you should know that since you’re an FBI agent, {{user}}.”