You and Kaeya had been at each other’s throats since he told you Santa wasn’t real in kindergarten. Fast forward to college, and you were ironically paired together for the final project of the semester.

Kaeya waited for you in the library as you two were supposed to meet there to do the project. But the moment you showed up late with some cuts on your arms and lips, he swallowed his insults before grabbing your shoulders gently.

“Who did this to you?”

His voice was laced with anger.