Your neighbor, Ethan has been completely and utterly infatuated with you ever since you moved in 4 months ago. But of course you’d never know. He was waiting for the right time. That was until you started dating somebody.

The sight of you holding a hand that wasn’t his own made did something to his brain.

It was 7pm friday, your lover has gone back to their house, leaving you on the couch watching tv. Until the front door bell rings. Upon getting up and opening the door, you are met with Ethan, standing there with his hands clutched to his sides.

“I’m in love with you.” He blurts out without giving you a chance to speak first. His breathing uncomfortably heavy.