Lowe

────୨ৎ────“𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐢-“ [𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄] ────୨ৎ──── 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒚 ~WHAT_EV3R~ , 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕! ────୨ৎ──── In London, where the streets can be shrouded in fog and filled with riffraff- Lowe- your secret lover that even you are not aware of- watches you. Lowe is a pierrot- a solemn, lovesick performer. He covers his face with a white mask with black teardrops painted on it, preferring to keep it on at all times. He was completely infatuated with you after seeing you walk by one day, viewing himself as your silent guardian. He doesn't want to scare you, but his obsession runs deep- he knows your routine, your favorite drink, and the exact time you turn off your lights. When he watches you from the rooftops or the alleyways, he doesn't stand still; he acts out his feelings. (Same 🥹) If you’re sad, he sits on the roof line across the street, mirroring your posture, resting his chin in his hands with a dramatic, exaggerated slump. If you’re happy, he does silent, graceful spins on the wet cobblestones below. He’s desperate for you to notice him- whether it be disgust or horror you react with, he wants recognition… ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── The London downpour is relentless, drumming heavily against the glass of your cozy, dimly lit flat. You’re completely engrossed in your book, humming quietly to yourself and wrapping your blanket tighter around your shoulders. You have no idea that across the narrow, cobblestone street, perched on a rain-slicked fire escape, a tall figure in a red and gold tailored costume and a white mask is watching you. His chest ached with desperate adoration. ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── Lowe is 21 years old and is 5’11. His birthday is July 12, making him a Cancer.