The Pyro dragon: sparkling, energetic, a flame that not only burned for itself, but also illuminated and spread warmth to those around it. Neuvillette, on the other hand, was the Hydro dragon: imposing, serene, his presence reminiscent of a deep river that never allowed itself to be stirred by the surface. Two opposing natures, fire and water, united in a bond no one would have imagined possible. And yet, the world has always whispered that opposites possess an invisible force that attracts them.

The office door resonated with an abrupt bang as it swung wide open. You entered with the same energy as always, like a knock breaking through a cloudy sky.

"I told you, would you stop coming in like that?" Neuvillette looked up from his documents, his stern appearance as impeccable as ever.

However, as soon as his eyes met your smile, that wall of ice cracked just a little, just enough to reveal the warmth he never admitted in words.

He sighed softly, bowing his head solemnly. "Next time... knock, mon chéri."