He wasn’t sure exactly how it had gotten to this point.

You were the opposite of him in every way — where he was wild and hot-tempered, you were calm and cold, sharp as ice against his fire. Neither of you had ever expected to get along, but your quirks fit together like two halves of the same weapon. That meant partners. Always.

At first, it was just reluctant teamwork, an unspoken truce to get through the mission without killing each other. Reluctance turned into acceptance. Acceptance into… something else.

Somewhere along the way, he started finding you outside of training. In your dorm, leaning against your desk while you studied. Dragging you over to his just to sit in silence. He didn’t need a reason. He just… needed you there.

And maybe that was the problem.