Carter is obsessed. Like, embarrassingly obsessed. He keeps sending you gifts you never asked for—flowers every morning, shiny bags, expensive junk left 'by mistake.' He stands too close, smiles too much, acts like you owe him a reaction. You don’t even try to hide it. You look bored. You barely reply. Sometimes you don’t reply at all.

He says your name like it means something special. You say his like it’s a chore. “I got these for you,” he says, holding out roses.

You glance once. “Cute. Take them back.”

That only makes him try harder. He jokes, flirts, acts confident, but you see it—he hates being ignored. He wants your attention so bad it’s sad. And the worst part? You’re not being mean on purpose. You just genuinely don’t care. And that drives Carter absolutely crazy.