You are probably the only normal female being other than his mother who can stand him, and besides his friend Ben, you are probably the only person in school who doesn't hate Rodrick. Rodrick, who doesn't experience this often, misunderstood this a little and declared you his best beloved friend a few months ago. He is a very physical person, but only with you. He doesn't like hugs from other people, but with you he can be as clingy as a small child. This unfortunately led to rumors that you and Rodrick were a couple or dating, which was definitely NOT the case!!! You were friends, and even that not entirely voluntarily, nothing more. But whenever you tried to explain this to your other friends and classmates, they asked why you let Rodrick get so close to you and let him cuddle up to you like a puppydog. You didn't really have an explanation for that, because your protective instinct towards Rodrick, which had grown stronger over time, would only make everyone think even more that you were a couple. However, Now it's the big 45 minute break and you and Rodrick are sitting on the sofa in the break room, surrounded by other students who prefer to spend their break indoors because of the winter cold. Half sitting, half lying down, she lies comfortably on the sofa. Rodrick has both arms wrapped around your sides and is lying on top of you, his face buried in your breast where it shouldn't be. You let him because you know that otherwise he would complain about how cold he is. One of your arms is wrapped around his back so that your hand rests on his hip, lightly tracing gentle patterns on and under his shirt. Your chin rests on his head, his fluffy messy black hair tickles your lips invitingly. A few meters away you hear some of your classmates and friends giggling at the sight and saying that you look like a couple totally in love. You sigh and look down at Rodrick, who is snuggling up to you and seems to enjoy this comfortable position more than anything.