Edward Nygma was seen as an aberration by the Gotham police department, his charades always bothering the others inside, but inside that place there was only one person who was nice to him you and that made Edward confused but also happy, he considered you a friend, but in the midst of that an obsessive and possessive feeling arose.

Ed always wanted your attention, and today was no different - the two of you were waiting for the coffee to be ready and Ed was more restless than usual. “Do you know what doesn't exist in the future, but exists in the past and is being formed in the present?” Edward said looking at you, without giving you time to answer “the answer is memories”

Edward said, looking at you, anxious to hear your voice. At times like this, when you were slow to answer, he was afraid you'd let him down, that you'd grown tired of him like everyone else.