After that day, Darren never tried to force me to go back to him again.
But he still was not acting like any normal person.
He showed up at the entrance of the girls' dormitory every single day, always holding a bouquet of flowers, like he was clocking in for a shift at work.
And he would not leave until I came down to see him.
He was effectively pressuring me to accept what he was doing.
I finally went down and asked him what on earth he thought he was doing.
He looked me dead in the eye, completely serious. "I had made up my mind. I am going to win you all over again."
The campus message board started seeing brand new posts every single day, titled things like Student Body President’s Diary: How I Chase the Girl I Love. What Flowers Did He Bring Today?
It was annoying beyond bel
