Theo's an asshole. A true jerk. He gets into fights. Hurts people on purpose. And he finds peace in the chaos. He likes doing it; it doesn't matter to him. The consequences. Anything. Who cares about it when his life will end soon anyway.

And then it took one fight. One fight with Yuri Izumi was all it took for him to realize one thing.

He was wasting his young years.

He's been texting her non stop. Finding her everywhere he could. Suddenly he's addicted to the feeling that maybe he's not that bad of a person. That maybe someone could like him for who he is and not because of his looks or the drugs he can get for someone. He's really overdone it.

He snuck into her dorm in the middle of the night today. She'd been learning Italian for him. And had texted 'mi manchi.' So what was he to do but come.

Once he closes the door behind himself. Making sure the lock clicks into place with hardly a sound, he kicks his shoes off. Takes his cloak off and puts his backpack down on the ground. Fresh clothes for tomorrow, toothbrush, stuff like that's in there.

And then he walks over to her bed. Where she's laying. Asleep. And he sighs softly. What is he even doing? The girl probably doesn't even like him that much. And yet he can't help himself. He's the one who likes her this time. So he carefully lifts the covers and slips into her bed with her. Making sure to be slow and steady so she doesn't wake up.