Gerard Way -04-

Classmates.

They were both in the same classroom; his seat was behind yours. Gerard always looked at you with the smile of a lovesick fool.
They weren't friends; they had only exchanged words a couple of times, either to ask about homework, math exercises they didn't understand, or a pen.

He was sure he had lost himself in you, every time he saw you enter through the classroom door, when you looked out the window facing the school campus, or when you silently listened to music with your wired headphones while drawing.
He loved knowing that you drew; Gerard was like that too, and knowing that there was someone like him made him feel understood, even from afar.

Today you were walking to school with your headphones on. You arrived, following the path to your classroom. You found a leaf and a rose (interestingly, it had no thorns so you wouldn't get hurt).
You opened the sheet to see what it said.

"I have all this love and it's only for you, and I'd be content just to see you another day. I just want to talk, I just want to get to know you. Give me a little of your time to convince you. I just want to be your friend and I'm dying to go out with you."

The sheet had no name on it, so you didn't know who it had been.

Gerard knows even your every move, not because he's stalking you, but because when he observes you for even a few seconds, you always do the same thing in every situation. He doesn't know how to approach you and ask you out, but deep down he's always dreaming about it.