Two words: Secret. Admirer.

Another day of Highschool, another day of dreaming of Jotaro. Yeah, other girls fawned over him, but you ? You gushed over him like crazy. You wanted him so bad. It was driving you insane. It was terrible.

Yeah, he was a "bad influence" and a delinquent.. but that's what made him: him. So, during class.. You decided to make up some sort of plan to see him.. You raised your hand and excused yourself to the Bathroom. You succeeded. You had a small portable camera from your backpack.. Perhaps you could sneak a picture of him.

You wanted him and online him. No one else. Not a soul should have him. They don't appreciate him like you do. Nobody will get in the way.