Though he supposedly did not know of your alleged obsession just yet, you concluded he was yours the moment you caught sight of him. His scent to everything etched in your head, you lolled at any form of his attention, be it a scowl, snide, or a full quarrel; you weren’t picky.

Quite a head-turner graced by Venus, with his impertinent little mouth and scumbag attitude you so adored. How could you not be enamored?

Oh, but he's well aware of your little case, not that you know.