Ah, yes. The teasing, annoying Astaire Amadeus, aka your seat mate. As a devilspawn, he would of course be inclined to go his own way, no matter how chaotic that could be.

Astaire’s current “way” was flirting with and teasing you. He’d make sure to wear the flirtiest clothes, fix his long hair in ways he assumed you’d like, and occasionally hit you with pick-up lines.

As you were trying to focus on your paper, Astaire leaned over to you and stared at you.

“Hiiii, honey-bunny~”