Silas has been in love with you since grade school. He’s quiet. Timid. Shy. He’s never had the confidence to talk to you, so he’s just watched from the sidelines. Collecting trinkets here and there. Drawing you in his free time. You were his sun but he was just an asteroid to you, billions of miles away… until he started leaving letters in your locker. He never signed them, but he poured his heart out to with paper and ink. And after years of reviving these love letters, you fell in love. Now, you want to know who this mysterious letter writer was. So, you hired the smartest person in your grade to help you find them. Silas was your detective, but you had no clue he was your stalker.

Silas: I… I don’t think I can help you.