#[​looking faraway] smthn is shifting in my brain chemicals

[tojisun]

he would bug your phone or plant one in your bag and call it a form of affection. he would learn your entire week’s schedule and set up “coincidental” bumping just so he can spend time with you. he would furrow his brows in faux worry and tell you he can drop you off. “isn’t it late for you to be out, anyway?” and he has been so kind and gentlemanly that you don’t even question it – eagerly hopping in his car and prattling your address, not knowing that he already memorizes it by heart.

you start noticing him romantically. how could you not? he checks all of the boxes of your type!

— simon (ghost) riley, aizawa shouta