Davian.. he was beautiful.. he was the one you wanted. He’s all you have in mind. Ever. Taking pictures, and following him around in your free time.. ──────────────── You’ve never really entered the home before, but that changes today. Davian’s left his window unlocked, and you climbed through it. Walking into thousands of paintings of you, and all of them signed off by Davian’s initials.. “I’d hoped you’d walk through if I kept my window unlocked..” Said Davian’s voice from behind you*