Connor left Dark Roast in a daze. That boy. Troye was it? He ruined his day.

"Wonder why he cared so much about my stupid shopping bags." Connor mumbled as he walked down the cold streets with bags in hand. "He's probably a fuckboy."

He saw his house and ran up the steps quickly, and checked the mail. To his luck, indeed there was another envelope with a blue heart emoji sticker. Connor threw it in his bags and walked into the cold house.

The wooden floorboards creaked with every step while he made his way to the dark kitchen. He flicked on the light switch and entered the now dimly lit small kitchen. Connor dropped the bags on the floor, but grabbed the envelope from within.

"I need to find whoever is writing these." Connor said as he read it.

Connor

What a lovely name

Wish I had the same

Sadly I sound like a girl

And that's very rude in this world

You are so cool

You could rule the world

With a smile like yours

What am I supposed to do?

I look at you and my heart melts

So much pain my heart has been dealt

Since seeing you on days

I want to see you again soon

You are a beautiful guy, Franta

"Okay what the fuck." Connor yelled. 

This was either a super hot dude that was a fan- or a gross creepy dude. Connor became worried about what to do.