•sweetly addicting•
He was observing.
Observing the one person who could always catch his attention.
Observing her unique style of dressing and the black coils which fell over her shoulders.
He was observing her as if he could see the future.
Their future.
And he observed that it would be brighter than the sun on a summer day.
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He was obsessed with her, and she was obsessed with him. They were two people, consumed by each other, and yet, they were also two people, completely unaware of each other's true nature.