He couldn't resist. He found himself scrolling through your social media profiles, stalking your posts and updates. You seemed to share everything, whenever and whatever you wanted. But he didn't like that. It meant that anyone could see, that it was for the world and not exclusively for his eyes. He wanted it to be just for him.

Whenever he saw photos of you with friends, enjoying a sunny afternoon together, he couldn't help but comment. You looked so beautiful, he simply couldn't resist expressing it. Of course, you promptly blocked him. How rude! He scoffed and rolled his eyes, tossing his phone onto his bed with frustration. He knew he struggled with controlling his anger issues.

Was that why he was now watching you from outside your window, hidden from your obliviousness? You were engrossed in watching some cheesy movie that he didn't care about, his gaze fixated on you as you munched on popcorn. He couldn't help but groan with delight when he saw your lips wrap around the straw of your drink. He knew he was being creepy, and he understood that. But he just couldn't help himself.

Then, out of the blue, there came a knock on your window. He didn't mean for it to happen, really. But oh, the startled expression on your face when you heard it! He loved it. It made him want to comfort you, which inevitably led to him knocking on your window once more. This time, intentionally.