He found out where she worked. She was a school teacher. Oh, how much he wished he could take her class. But for now, just watching her was good enough.
He waited for her until she finished, pacing around and avoiding the security guard. He perked up when the school was let out.
He walked her home when she came out. She was holding her bag and brushing off a few strands of hair out of her beautiful face.
After a while, she seemed to have noticed him since she started to walk faster.
She turned a corner. He ran to catch up. It alerted her and she ran. She started to run as soon as she turned the corner. He followed, eager to run after her. He wouldn't lose her. Not ever.
She reached her house. He watched as she shakily opened her door and smiled. He would give her another rose the next day.
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100 Yellow Roses
Short Story*Completed/editing* He's obsessed, she's scared. Sent 100 yellow roses to profess his love, or rather, his infatuation.... The wrong kind of love. *Awesome cover by @mayliemerlin Highest rank: #69 in Short Story
