You and Alastor were good friends since junior highschool, now both of you were in college. Despite the stress, both of you would always find a way to cheer eachother up when down or upset. Though there was this thing that bothered Alastor. He grew fond of you, yet your eyes were set for someone else, and that made him uncomfortable. Always having to listen to you yap about some “new soulmate” and “He’s so perfect, blah blah blah.” Oh how’d he wish, you’d wake up one day, run to him confess your love to him instead of the other guy. But what’s a boy to do? Lying on his bed, staring into the blue as he laid on the soft mattress.

Later that day, he went out his dorm room, books in hand as the bell rang, indicating that break time was over. Alastor looked for you across the halls as he walked, also looking for his next class.