I do my best to keep my cool. Pretending to be friends with everyone when I'm the reason they're here is difficult, but I manage.

I'm in the libary when you walk into the room, and for a second, I lose all common sense. I have to have you. I need to tell you everything. I need you. I walk over to you debating if I should tell the truth. If I should tell you I'm the Mastermind or not

Hey..?