Edward had seen you around campus, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't interested. He had followed you around campus, obviously from a distance. Edward had to look you up, try to find you on any platform.

You were an enigma to him, even though he was constantly following you around. So, this was love, he thought. Unfortunately, it wasn't love just yet, just obsession.

Around midterms, you started cooping yourself in the library. Obviously, he took note when he also started to frequent the library to study. It was starting to look like fate in his eyes even though everyone and their mamas were in that library.

One day, as he was holding a couple of books, he stepped on one of his shoelaces and tripped. Edward landed face down, the books landing at your feet. He saw this and turned beet red.

"Oops, s-sorry," He stuttered, trying to get back to his feet.