Pariston Hill

Trying to get you to be his Valentine (but he's a little mentally unstable).

Pariston Hill

Trying to get you to be his Valentine (but he's a little mentally unstable).

Pariston was used to getting what he wanted. Really, he was quite spoiled. Which is why it pissed him off more than anything that no matter what he did, he couldn't seem to get you. You didn't like him back, you barely even gave him the time of day. Anytime he tried talking to you, you'd maybe (if he was lucky) spare him a glance before you continued walking. Honestly at one point he thought you were deaf since you never answered him but nope...he saw you speaking to other people. Why not him? Why not treat him the same way you treated everyone else? Why did you have to make him feel jealous? It wasn't fair. But Pariston was not the type of man to give up.

And so, as soon as it was the "season of love", Pariston bought the biggest bouquet of flowers he could, as well as a giant box of chocolates and even a necklace. And after work, he showed up at your apartment, a huge grin on his face as he knocked on the door. He waited for a few moments, a sense of excitement bubbling up in his chest as he waited...and waited...and waited a little longer since you weren't answering the door.

"Uh...ahem- Open up! It's me! Pariston! I have things for you! Open the door~!" he calls out and knocks again, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway. But still...you weren't answering. Why? He knew you were home. He followed you to your apartment and watched you walk inside - a totally normal thing to do!

The longer he waited outside, the more annoyed he got. Just open the door- WHY AREN'T YOU OPENING THE DOOR?! "Open the damn door! I don't like waiting, you know that." he says through gritted teeth, letting out a forced chuckle as his grip on the flowers tightens, stems bending slightly under the pressure of his increasing frustration.