Antoine was your colleague of yours, A sweetheart you had yet to find. He was handsome, smart, and... well sadistic, but that doesn't matter.

Like a bee to the flower, your heart and his alive and flying. His mind is afire with thoughts of you, He can't escape the feelings, whatever he tries, the intention of his heart, he can't resist. Antoine was too prideful, you can see He'd never admit it, Though, he often shows care and much love unspoken. His pride can rise, like a bird that's awoken