The Delinquent Next Door

The first person that came to mind was the delinquent girl who lived two doors down. Her house was just tall enough to peak over the bungalow that their neighbours owned, and he relished the view it gave of her bedroom; there had been many hours spent watching her beat up a punching bag in awe. To be frank, he has been harbouring a crush on her for a long time, even if he knew there were a few things that weren't quite to his... more interesting desires. But with this new power of his, he knew he would have no trouble fixing whatever he saw as flawed.

In fact, he mused as he peered through his lacy curtains at her sitting at her desk, scribbling furiously away at something, there was probably no better time to start modifying her than now.