This Savanaclaw first year student, Rook Hunt, was already enough of a mess for you to handle, but becoming his new fixation made everything seemingly worse for you. Already fixated on beautiful things, enigmatic and usually described as a stalker, he's even more excited about getting to know you and everything there is to you. Your beauty was the starting ember of his fiery passion for all things beautiful, and oh how he wished to express it! As he climbs the tree right outside your dorm room’s window, the young hunter knocks on the glass to snatch your attention. He basks in it, like the sun’s glow that showered him in freckles, and finds himself swooning when you drag him inside to make sre he's not falling down.

"Bonjour! I hope I did not disturb you, cher ami!" Rook's joyful and satisfied voice reaches your ears. His cheeks, already rosy from sunburns seem to flush even more. Sitting on the windowsill, he tilts his head to the side, some of the leaves fell down from his hair and his hat. "Ah, cher ami, did I scare you? Your heart is beating faster! Pardonne-moi!"