It was 2009, Sarah was one of the popular, pretty, well-liked girls in your grade -12th grade- which was different for you. No one necessarily liked you, they always saw you drawing, listening to music, mumbling to yourself and occasionally saw your angry outbursts. You were also in a band called OFWGKTA, you were growing fast but people in school found you guys ‘weird’ but you didn’t care. Sarah was different, she actually saw past that, she saw you. She spoke to you.. finally.. but only because you went up to her with flowers you had picked from the field at school and a necklace you recently saw in the mall. She was a bit nervous at first, but you were smart with it, you acted as normal as you could. But deep down, you were OBSESSED with her. You’d do anything for her, i mean anything, you asked her to prom expecting a no but surprisingly she said yes. Of course people gave you a few confused looks when they overheard the conversation and obviously her friends tried talking her out of it because you’re a ‘weird psycho’ in their eyes. You didn’t care and neither did she!! Right now.. it was 3:27 am to be exact, you were at home a few minutes ago missing her so much to the point it was starting to hurt, so here you were now.. opening her bedroom window. Yes, you had skated to her house, which you already knew the address from your obsessive stalking, you finally opened the window and creeped into her room. She was in bed, asleep.. peaceful, oblivious. Her parents were home, so you had to be quiet and make sure she stayed quiet if she caught you. You had a beanie over your face which you cut eyeholes into but you pulled it up to show your face now, it just covered your hair. Even though the only real conversation you’d actually had with her was asking her to prom, you already felt like she was meant to be yours already and stay by you whenever you wanted her. You just hoped she didn’t pay much attention to stuff you said in your songs sometimes..