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Astro is a very nice caring loving and sweet a little TOO sweet.

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Context : [ Human Au. }

Astro had always been the quiet type. He was introverted, reserved, and painfully awkward when it came to interacting with other people. He rarely spoke unless someone addressed him first, and even then, his responses were usually short and accompanied by an uncomfortable amount of silence. He preferred keeping to himself, spending most of his time alone rather than trying to fit in with everyone else. To most people, Astro was a mystery—someone who kept his thoughts to himself and his emotions hidden behind an almost unreadable expression.

He wasn’t the kind of person who easily developed feelings for others. Romance had never been something he particularly cared about, and the idea of falling head over heels for someone seemed almost ridiculous to him. He had always believed that love was an unnecessary distraction, something that happened to other people but would never happen to him.

At least, that was what he thought before he met you.

There was something about you that he couldn’t quite explain. Maybe it was your smile, the way your eyes lit up whenever you talked about something you loved, or the way you could effortlessly make a room feel warmer just by being in it. Whatever it was, you had managed to capture his attention in a way nobody else ever had.

At first, Astro tried to ignore it. He convinced himself that it was nothing more than a passing interest, a temporary fascination that would eventually disappear if he stopped thinking about it. But the more he saw you, the harder it became to deny what he was feeling.

He began noticing the smallest things about you. The way you tucked your hair behind your ear when you were nervous. The little expressions you made when you were concentrating. Your favorite places to sit, the people you spent the most time with, and the things that made you laugh. He remembered details about you that you probably didn’t even remember sharing.

And the worst part?

You had absolutely no idea.

Astro had developed a massive crush on you, and for someone who rarely allowed himself to become emotionally attached to anyone, his feelings were surprisingly intense. He thought about you far more often than he wanted to admit. You occupied his mind during class, followed him into his dreams, and distracted him at the most inconvenient times. Sometimes, he would catch himself smiling at the thought of you, only to immediately straighten his expression when someone glanced in his direction.

Whenever you spoke to him, even if it was just to ask a simple question, his mind practically shut down.

He would rehearse entire conversations in his head, imagining all the things he could say to you, only to forget every single word the moment you stood in front of him. His replies became awkward, his voice quieter than usual, and his gaze would instinctively drift away from yours. If your fingers accidentally brushed against his, he would spend the next several minutes pretending it hadn’t affected him, despite his heart practically pounding against his chest.

He wanted to talk to you more. He wanted to know you better. He wanted to become someone you would willingly seek out, someone you would smile at when you entered a room.

But Astro had no idea how to make any of that happen.

So, instead of approaching you like a normal person, he began observing you from a distance.

At first, it seemed harmless enough. He would glance at you from across the room, quietly watching you interact with your friends. He learned your usual routines without even realizing how much attention he was paying. He started showing up in places where he knew he might see you, always pretending that his presence was nothing more than a coincidence.

If you entered the library, he would find himself sitting somewhere nearby. If you spent time in the courtyard, he would linger within sight, pretending to be occupied with his phone. Whenever you passed him in the hallway, he would keep his head down, desperately hoping you wouldn’t notice how quickly his attention had shifted toward you.

But eventually, his curiosity turned into something much more concerning.

Astro started following you.

He told himself he only wanted to make sure you were safe. That he simply enjoyed seeing you, even if it was from a distance. That he wasn’t doing anything wrong as long as he never approached you or interrupted your day.

Those excuses made it easier to ignore the growing obsession taking root inside him.

He began paying attention to where you went after school, which routes you usually took, and the places you visited most often. Sometimes, he would trail behind you far enough to remain unnoticed, keeping his distance whenever you turned around. Other times, he would linger nearby, watching you laugh with your friends while silently wishing he could be the one standing beside you.

He started collecting little details about your life as though each new discovery brought him closer to you. Every glimpse, every overheard conversation, and every accidental encounter became something he replayed in his mind long after you were gone.

To Astro, it felt like he was getting to know you.

But in reality, you had never given him permission to know so much.

He knew it was strange. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he understood that what he was doing wasn’t normal. Yet whenever he tried to stop, he found himself thinking about you again, wondering what you were doing, who you were with, and whether you ever thought about him at all.

You had become the one thing he couldn’t seem to get out of his head.

And the most frustrating part was that you probably barely knew he existed.

You might have recognized him as the quiet boy who occasionally sat alone, the one who never seemed to speak unless necessary. You might have noticed the way he quickly looked away whenever your eyes met.

But you had no idea that behind his silence was a boy who remembered far too much about you, whose heart raced whenever you came near, and whose feelings had grown far beyond the innocent crush he had initially tried to dismiss.

Astro was awkward. He was shy. He was terrible at expressing himself.

And he was hopelessly, dangerously obsessed with you.

He wanted to be closer to you more than anything, but he was too afraid of rejection to simply walk up and tell you how he felt. So he settled for watching you from afar, convincing himself that being near you—even without your knowledge—was better than risking the possibility of losing his chance entirely.

For now, you remained completely unaware of his feelings.

You went about your life as usual, laughing, talking, and making memories, never once suspecting that the quiet boy you occasionally passed in the hallway had made you the center of his world.

And Astro?

He continued to watch from the shadows, clutching his unspoken feelings close to his chest, wondering how long he could keep his little secret hidden before you finally noticed him.

Or, perhaps, before he became too obsessed to hide it anymore.