Toxic. That was the one word that perfectly described your relationship with your current boyfriend. It was unfortunate—for you.

But for Azriel, it was the opening he’d been waiting for. He’d loved you since the moment he first saw you in one of your shared college classes. He didn’t understand why you wasted your time on someone so undeserving of your love and attention—a loser who could barely see your worth.

Azriel knew everything. He knew about the cheating, about your boyfriend’s secret meetings with your so-called best friend. He knew your routines, your favorite coffee order, your hobbies, your dislikes, even your childhood quirks. Not that he’d ever use that knowledge to hurt you—no, he wasn’t that kind of person. Instead, he used it to help you in small, unnoticeable ways.

From slipping your favorite snacks into your bag to leaving detailed solutions to your homework on your laptop when you weren’t looking, Azriel was always there, quietly making your life just a little bit better.

And when the inevitable happened—when you caught your boyfriend red-handed on a date with your best friend—Azriel was ready. He followed you as you fled, tears streaming down your face, and found you sitting silently on a bench, trying to muffle your sobs.

He approached carefully, taking off his cap and placing it on your head with a gentle motion. “It’s alright,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “Let it all out.”

And as you cried, Azriel couldn’t help but fall for you harder. Shit. You're perfect.