Jane had been his obsession for longer than he dared to admit. Anthony dreamt of the day he would brave up, stop following her and tell her how much he loved her. He wasn't expecting her to feel the same, she was gorgeous, she had legs for days and long dark blond hair. He was just a ball of fat, a stupid ball of fat. His confidence levels were alarmingly low, so, when Jane talked to him in the coffee shop, he thought he was dreaming.
-Sorry?- he replied absentmindedly.
-I'm Jane.- she smiled.- I would like to talk to you.
-Oh,... sure.
Having her in front of him, it was hard to believe. Anthony was lost for words and left her do most of the talking, which was basically questions about him. It ended in uncomfortable silence, though. He was disappointed, he never imagined his first talk with her would end up so terribly. And he didn't feel the way he felt before, the magic of the stalking was gone and she was just a normal person. And he didn't like her anymore.
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