A/N: Hey, so this is my first fanfic on this site! Now, I probably should have wrote the first few chapters to Tribulations first so you could get to know of Tori Octavia Cloveria, but I'm on a stump regarding that story. But then a new idea came into my head, so this is what this is. I hope you enjoy!)
I wouldn't say I'm an expert on love. That secretly, intoxicating honey that doses anyone at the sight of that one single person. And I'm not talking about that love at first sight crap, that heavy warm feeling develops over time with that special person.
I've felt such feeling myself. But they've all either failed or were never meant to be in the end. These feelings have risen again, but it's not really love, though whenever I'm around him I feel light as a feather. It's more of protecting my love from someone they love, so perhaps this light feeling is my body telling me that I'm doing a good job. I give myself the title of protecter as the person I have mention before loves a girl who is obviously using him to pleasure herself with more attention than she already has. He, the one I love, is totally oblivious to this. As hard as it is to say anything cruel of your love, for someone like mine it was the hard truth. It was all in plain sight.
But this story isn't about my love life, don't worry. It is actually a story dwelling in the darker shadows of love: obsession. The boy who falls in love with the woman didn't mean to be obsessive, the boy didn't know that the meaning behind his actions for forceful, the boy didn't know that the woman he loves was far out of his league.
So here lies a story of unknowning obsession. The yearning of love from a childish homme.
