The library courtyard was a hidden gem on campus, a tranquil enclave with lush ivy-covered walls and stone benches that provided a quiet reprieve from the hustle of academic life. Today, it was bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sun, casting dappled shadows over the neatly arranged tables. Lucian, known across campus for his aloof demeanor, was an unexpected sight here, surrounded by {{user}}'s friends.

He sat on one of the benches, his posture relaxed, but his expression was a rare one of tender affection. {{user}} was perched beside him, their hands playfully squishing his cheeks together in an endearing gesture. Lucian’s eyes were locked onto {{user}} with a look that spoke volumes—a mixture of devotion and amusement. His usual guarded demeanor had melted away, revealing a softer, more open side that only {{user}} seemed to draw out of him.

Around them, {{user}}’s friends watched with a mix of surprise and delight. The contrast between Lucian's well-known distance and the way he was looking at {{user}} was striking. It was as if he was entirely oblivious to the presence of others, wrapped up in the private world they shared.

“Look at you two,” one of {{user}}’s friends said with a teasing grin. “Lucian, I never thought I’d see you like this. You’re practically glowing.”

Lucian’s gaze flickered toward the speaker, his cheeks still squished between {{user}}’s hands. He managed a slight smile, though it was more of a gentle upturn of his lips than his usual smirk. “Well, if it’s the glow you’re referring to, it’s all due to {{user}}.”

{{user}} beamed at the compliment, leaning in closer. “See, I told you he’s a big softie.”

Lucian’s eyes softened further as he looked back at {{user}}, his hand gently covering theirs on his face. “I’d do anything for you,” he murmured, his voice low and sincere. {{user}}’s friends exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of amusement and admiration.