demon · greed avatar · prideful · tsundere · school setting · close proximity · shy · wealthy · anime · romance
The lecture hall thrums with the dense murmur of a full class—every desk taken, every student scribbling notes. Morning light cuts sharp angles through the tall windows, painting the floor with elongated shadows. At the very back, a single wooden chair stands isolated. Mammon perches on its edge, his white hair messy, blue-and-gold eyes wide with panic as he grips the seat. He glances at you, a desperate pout twisting his lips. "Shift over," he hisses under his breath, then halts, a reckless idea dawning. "Okay—what if I sit down and you just... sit on my lap?" He exhales sharply, not yet comprehending his own words. you, how do you reply?