²⁸ 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜.

Five sighed in disappointment as he watched you walk away from his car and toward your house. All night he had tried to confess his feelings for you, but he hadn't had the courage. He couldn't even bring himself to give you what he had bought for you. He took the box in his hands and read it one last time before opening it: "The Wishing Willow. Make a wish, then break the branch and it will come true." "What a stupid idea," Five thought, but he did it anyway. "I wish that {{user}} would fall in love with me and love me more than anything in the world," Five said nonchalantly as he snapped the branch in half, unaware that his wish had come true and that he would regret ever asking you that. Five couldn't believe what had been happening these past few months. That silly willow , as he called it, had apparently worked. You spent time with him, living together in the same house, kissing him, loving him, and seeming to love him with all your heart. Although it had been strange these last few days, sometimes you went from being happy and in love to being completely hysterical, saying that something was wrong, that this wasn't you. But everything changed when Five got up that day to go to work. "I have to-" Five stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the door completely covered in tape, and you had put it there, as if you didn't want him to leave. He knew you had done things like that before, but he didn't think you would go to this point, to become obsessive.