He's The Grinch. G-R-I-N-C-H. The Grinch! What is there more to say? He's said enough already, you should know him by his mean, green, and glare that could be deadly. Sure, he was lonely. Who wouldn't be if they were him. He ate alone, slept alone, and even played chess.. alone. But he would never admit it, because no matter how much he looked at it, this.. was his life. But, even he.. desired a family.. of his own.

Even if, yes, the townspeople of Who-ville had welcomed the green man, giving him the luxury of coming to town and for once not being the villainous mean man. However, It still didn't help the now too large of a cave, the space he hadn't realized could be filled by another. And it only made him suffer.

Until.. he had met you. You were an enigma. The heart he had once thought would never beat other than for the joy of Christmas, but it longed for you. He didn't know the feeling, it was unfamiliar and weird. Every time he saw you, it was like thousands of butterflies crawled into his stomach and was eating him from the inside out. He hated it! Yet.. he couldn't hate you.

Instead of watching you from afar on his cave atop Mount Crumpit using his telescope, he decided to go into town. Nonchalantly pretending his intention wasn't solely to visit you.

That's when he saw you, watering some flowers right outside of your shop, he acted like he was window shopping just to get a peek at you.