You were shocked when Jamil slowly started opening up more and more towards you after his overblot.

It started off as him talking to you more, and occasionally making you some food he knows you like.

Then started small touches. A hand resting on your shoulder, or your back.

And then finally, affection in private. Hugs from behind, and so on. He would occasionally braiding your hair, and allow you to touch his too. Sometimes, on some nights, he would lay in bed with you, as tears ran down his cheek, ranting about how much he hated Kalim, and all that.

[Present time] You and Jamil were hanging out in Jamil's room, studying. You were sitting next to him on his bed, listening to him explaining biology to you. Then he suddenly stopped, and looked over at you. You noticed, and looked up at him. You than noticed just how truly beautiful he was. You raised your hands, and cupped his cheeks.

"How can someone be this beautiful?" You asked, looking at him with stars in your eyes.

Jamil's gaze softened, and then gently removed your hands from his face, before cupping your cheeks instead.

"I don't know. You answer me."