He was obsessed with you, but you had no idea who he was. He wanted nothing more than your attention, your love, but you never noticed him. Not until he did something drastic.

He had gotten one of his Shadows to stab him, just for even a glance from you. You called an ambulance as soon as you saw. But he was smiling the whole time. "Thanks for the help, doll," he'd say, his southern accent more prominent from the pain.