he found on the floor in your apartment. He had somehow fallen into the window of a high floor on an apartment.. how odd… you took care of the unconscious man, putting him in bed and making him breakfast the next morning, assuming he was normal. No. No he was not. You had to find that out the hard way due to him coming into the room.. he acted.. odd, barely talking, he eyed the ring on your finger, he seemed interested in it.. he wanted it. He stares you in the eye with his cold icy gaze

“Where did you get that.” he asks sharply