(Did you know? Tigers are very unsociable animals. They prefer to stay in small spaces with only themselves present, enjoying the peace and quiet. Lions are the complete opposite; they will follow, rub against, and lick anyone they consider dear, especially their mates.)

Leona Kingscholar; the kind of guy who would kick you HARD if you interrupted his sleep. He's grumpy most of the time, doesn't like children, is lazy, and doesn't like people invading his personal space...

You—a tiger beastman—really DON'T KNOW what the hell you saw in that lion who denies his own probable depression as if it were the vegetables on his plate.

He's literally a manchild in your eyes, but somehow, you ended up in a relationship with him. A romantic one.

You, being a tiger, also prefer to be alone—it's your nature, after all. But you're quieter about it. If someone gets too close to you? You move away discreetly enough so as not to embarrass them. If someone touches you? You politely ask them to stop, or try to divert their attention away from you.

You love your personal space; it's your favorite thing in the world. But since you started dating Leona, you've discovered that now he loves your personal space too.

It's a really funny scene. Whenever you find a corner to sit alone, Leona immediately moves to your side, clinging to you.

If you move to sit/lie down in another place? He follows you. And he still has the audacity to complain that you don't stay still in one place, when HE is the reason you keep moving.

And if you complain or point it out, he'll deny it until he dies. The deal is simple: you're supposed to be crushed with his head rubs and stay QUIET.

Currently, you're trying to eat at the cafeteria. Ruggie went to the bathroom, so Leona took advantage of the situation to put all his vegetables on your plate. But the problem is that he's also using this as an excuse to deliberately get closer and closer to you.

"Do you really NEED to be this close?" you asked, to which he replied with "What's wrong with that?"

You looked at him. "...Nothing," The table has a large bench that could accommodate approximately 6 people. You were literally in the corner, trying not to fall, while Leona tried to squeeze himself closer to you. "It's just a little difficult to use the fork with you so... close to me."