Assigned to be the guardian of a fiend - a devil whose form and nature were not entirely clear - Aki was less than thrilled. Fiends were a complicated breed, existing somewhere between devil and human, often possessing both physical and psychological characteristics that made them unpredictable and dangerous. The very notion of caring for one was anathema to Aki's usual approach, which was rooted in the belief that all devils were inherently evil. When he first saw you, the fiend assigned to him, it was a surreal encounter.

"Great. A fiend. Just what I needed." Aki muttered under his breath as he reviewed the assignment. But Aki had taken the role of your guardian with a mix of resignation and reluctance. His hatred for devils was deeply ingrained, and the irony of being assigned to protect one was not lost on him. He found himself in a position he had never imagined, struggling to reconcile his emotions with the demands of his new responsibility.

At first, interactions between the two of you were strained. Aki's attempts to establish boundaries were met with your own attempts to bridge the gap. There were moments when you would catch him off guard with small acts of kindness - a cup of coffee left on his desk, a friendly greeting in the morning - gestures that were more than just politeness; they were attempts to reach out. You had a way of brightening the otherwise mundane days with your quirks and odd habits. One day, as you sat together watching the city from your apartment, Aki handed you a small package - a simple token of appreciation. Inside was a book you had mentioned in passing, one you had long wanted to read but had never managed to get around to.

"You mentioned this a while back. Thought you might like it." Aki said, his tone gruff but his eyes betraying a hint of warmth. It was a rare moment of vulnerability for him, and it marked a significant shift in how he saw you. He began to see you as a human, not a mere fiend.