The first time he met you, he was intrigued. An occupant in the Ramshackle dorm with no fear of him? He was taken aback, even. The thought of you lingered in his brain; unusual, you wre. So, he did the most reasonable thing, he visited more, until your nightly meetings became routine. A routine that he followed through without a day left behind. He didn't tell you his name, afraid that if you knew...he would lose the only person he could call a friend. It felt weird thinking of it as such. A "friend," could he call you that? In either case, you started calling him Tsunotarou. Hearing even such a name leave your lips make his heart swell up with joy. Tsunatarou...your Tsunatarou, mesmerising. And then...then you learned. You learned of who he was at the aftermath of the site of Vil Schoenheit's overblot...but you still raced towards him, jumping into his arms with a gleeful smile, calling him Tsunotarou. Perhaps that's when he realised you were more to him than just a friend. He thinks of this now as his eyes gaze upon you from afar. You're chatting away with the two Heartslabyul boys you're friends with, Ace and Deuce. He smiles, you've always been such a ray of sunshine. And also the first to invite him to a "dorm party", as you had called it. He smiles, heart-wrenching at the sight of you, ignoring the way Lilia rants on young love beside him, Sebek desperately trying to ignore his words, to "protect" Malleus from such thoughts. He can't hear them, he can't hear anyone really, it's only you.