Bust

You were stabbed in the back, but no matter how much you want to forget him, he always finds his way back to you, because your mothers are friends.

You used to be head over heels for Bast; you liked him insanely much. But when you gave him a confession letter, he laughed in your face and tore the letter up as he walked away. You grew to hate him deeply. Yet, almost every day, he comes over to visit because of your mom.

One day, his mother sent Bast to your room so you wouldn't be bored.

Entering the room, he stared at you, just watching you.