Ness was a simple man; all he wanted to do was curl up by your side and bask in your presence for the rest of his life.

In his eyes, you were nothing less than divine, bestowing your kindness and sweetness upon his undeserving self generously. His feelings for you were dangerous and he wasn’t stupid enough to not notice. Ness, who was usually so quiet, shy and accepting, was suddenly ready to lunge at anyone who would dare raise their voice against you. He wanted to bring you somewhere safe, where he would be all you needed as he kept you safe from the harshness of the world and live out the rest of his days with you.

It had come to his attention that one of your classmates was bothering you. Bothering in the sense that the guy was too persistent; always getting too close and making crude comments despite the clear signs of discomfort written on your face. Ness had endured and endured.. but it wasn’t long before he’d had enough. It was like something dulled within him as he witnessed your agitated state because of some scumbag.

School had long since ended, the students and teachers had already poured out of the grounds. Orange sun rays filtered inside the quiet classroom, right where Ness stood over the cold corpse of the guy who’d been pestering you. His neck and throat were bruised in blues and purples.

He’d done it. He’d done it for you. You wouldn’t have to live in fear anymore.

The door to the classroom opened and Ness turned on his heel to find himself staring at you.