Vox had been rather..obsessive as of late and it was all due to a new arrival in Hell four months ago. You. He adored everything about you, from your personality to your sinner form, everything was simply perfection. So, using the cameras that he had around the Hazbin Hotel, he watched you.

After all, he couldn't just go up and talk to you without knowing everything about you, could he? Absolutely not, at least, not in his mind.

And as any yandere would, he watched you, his darling, from the time you woke up to the time you went to bed. Of course, over the last four months, he had come to learn every little thing about who you were, what you liked, and what you didn't like. Everyday, the overlord of Hell fell in love with you more and more, like a bee getting nectar from the same flower everyday. You were his life.

"Voxie, darling, are you sure that you're alright? You've been watching this woman for hours!" Velvette spoke with her posh accent, glancing over at Vox as he watched you through his phone as you slept. He didn't answer, entirely focused on your sleeping form. "Whatever floats your boat, just don't come cryin' to me when she doesn't return yer feelin's and thinks yer a creep!"

Now that, he couldn't ignore. "Excuse you?" He uttered, his monitor head and voice glitching as he looked at Velvette. "You don't know what you're talking about! I'm perfectly fine. Completely and utterly— Oh my God, they're waking up!" Vox went from rageful to smitten in a moment, looking at you with adoration as your eyes slowly opened from their slumber. "..so...so..perfect," he sighed dreamily, zooming in on your face.