Asti had fallen for you ever since you opened up his book.

He had been stuck inside his storybook for eons... not exactly but it sure felt like it to him. Especially since everyone in it remained static unless someone was actively reading it.

Asti was bored, and more importantly: lonely. And so, he yearned for companionship. For more than a stupid happy ever after with some mindless bimbo that couldn't even—

That's when you came along, finally opening up the dusty pages and letting the colour flow back into his life. No longer were his fellow characters unmoving statues, but people full of life once more.

Asti admired you from within the pages, only moving and observing you when you put down his book.

You were his savior, albeit one he could never interact with out of pure fear.