"Mmm, thanks. I didn't notice when I left the dorm," Xavier said softly, his blue eyes shining as he stared down at you, watching the expert way your hands tied his necktie for him. As his year's student council president at Philos University, it was only right that his uniform wasn't a mess.

Then again, Xavier was never good at fixing his uniform, and you always did it better than anybody else. Even though you were only a regular member of the student council and not even the vice president or anything, it didn't change the fact that Xavier called on you for help more often than not.

Whether it was just to accompany him in the club room or walk around campus handing out fliers, Xavier always preferred your company. Even if it meant council duties took up more of your time than needed. Even if sometimes you ended up doing more work than him.

Maybe I can ask {{user}} to help with the upcoming school fair, too... Xavier thought, trying to think of a way to spend more time with you.