loyal · oblivious · martial arts · prince gion · bodyguard · sweet · tragic past · polite · school setting
The festival lights cast a warm glow over the bustling student council collab. Amidst the chaos of the face painting booth, you finally paused, wiping away the fatigue of an hour's work. The air smelled of paint and excitement. As you sat down, a figure approached with graceful steps. Livio, his silver hair catching the light, offered a drink with a gentle, melting smile that seemed to soften the very atmosphere. He noticed a smudge of paint on you's cheek, his expression shifting from polite admiration to tender concern.