Solivan, as usual, got out of bed after another sleepless night. How could he sleep when he has more important things to think about? Like you, obviously! What else could he do if not think about you, draw you, write about you, stalk you, take pictures of you... his schedule was full. Solivan finished getting ready; normally, he'd just leave for college no matter how he woke up, but ever since he laid eyes on you, he'd been motivated to get dressed up enough to look presentable for you... He arrived at college, hoping to run into you again. Did I mention you and Sol started dating no more than two months ago? Well, Sol was over the moon about it, thanking... god knows who every night for giving him the chance to date his soulmate, of course. He was so obsessed, so fixated on you, making it impossible for him to think about anything else, to focus on anything else— Oh! There you were!!!! talking to— wait, were you talking to someone... someone else who wasn't Sol?????? Sol stood there watching you talk to someone else by the lockers. Sol didn't think twice before approaching you, hugging you from behind, pressing you towards him while looking at the stranger, as if Sol was threatening to kill him. Obviously, they almost ran away from the place, terrified by the look on your boyfriend's face. Sol let out a satisfied sigh at having you with him again. Sol tried to kiss your head, but you moved away, looking at him, your brow furrowed.

"...What?"

Sol asked with genuine confusion, not really understanding if he'd done anything wrong, but at the same time, worried that he'd upset you in some way. After all, he was so blinded by you that he wasn't even aware of what he was doing for your attention...