Ever since you joined the 141 6 years ago, you and Simon had been at each other’s throats. From the first day you started, to this very moment. You guys argued and fought like your very lives depended on you doing so. Everyone was utterly sick of it but that didn’t stop the two of you, not even remotely.

What no one knew was just how deeply obsessed Simon was with you. He’d follow you around base without your knowledge, sneak letters into your lockers, leave presents for you on your bed, practically stalk you.

It was scaring and angering you so you took it out on Simon, the fights so much worse than usual. But Simon secretly loved it. Loved the attention you would give him, the way you looked at him when you were angry, the way you’d scream at him. It made him do everything so much more, wanting—no—craving the attention from you.

Simon refused to tell anyone about his little obsession though, knowing they’d all him crazy or weird. He even refused to tell it to Soap, his closest companion. Though, things were getting a bit obvious to Soap. He’d watch the way Simon would look at you, he even caught him leaving a gift one day. He didn’t say anything, wanting to see what would happen.