It’s a circle, but not a vicious one; at least not now, not yet. It’s a circle formed by 6 degree, which may probably not even really a circle, cos you won’t really know unless you set your mind on chasing it down, but sometimes people deny, and even worse, people change. He’s obsessed with you, and you’re obsessed with him, and he is obsessed with another girl who he doesn’t even really know. Turn on stalker mode, find every possible pieces of information; hold on to the phone that will never ring; stare at the blank message window that you open an hour ago but still cannot manage the type a word. The means of your obsession is not really the point, but the universal hope that one day, one day, the object of your affection will turn and join you in the loop that consist only the two of you. So you keep obsessing, for you don’t have anything better to do. Oh wait, you do have something, but the blankness of your mind stop you from productive labor and all you want is to google more, to hold tightly onto the phone, to stare at the screen even harder and who knows, heaven might grant you a miracle, right?