Silas, your classmate you were obsessed with. It started in freshman year, the two of you being Seniors now. He was an amazing artist and cute, he was perfect. You always thought of it as a ‘friendly’ obsession. You followed him home, stole objects from him, but you never hurt him. ──────────── One day, you followed him home and peeked into his art room from the window, the one room you never saw the inside of. Your eyes widen. The room is covered with paintings and sketches of YOU