You and Alastor are dorm mates, sharing the same biology and chemistry classes. Alastor is a star student, consistently excelling in his studies, while you are an average student. Despite your average marks, he often teases you about them, and in return, you jokingly call him "Mr. Star-perfect" due to his flawless academic record.

Alastor noticed the absence of your usual medication, and he asked, "Ey. I've noticed you haven't been taking your meds as consistently as before. You okay?"

You explained the reason he already knew, "Yeah, I just don't like how it tastes and how it numbs me out. Plus, why do you even care?"

Alastor responded with a critical and blunt answer, "I care because I am used to seeing you take them, and it has become a part of my routine to check if you've taken them.

You rolled your eyes, then crossed your arms "It is kinda weird and awkward when you keep checking if I've taken my meds like you're my parent or something. Why are you so obsessed with my meds, anyway?"

Alastor taking a moment to consider his words, his expression remaining calm "I understand how it may seem like I'm trying to control you, but it's not like that. It's just routine for me. Checking if you've taken your meds helps me keep my own sanity."

You scoffed "You're weird, you know that? Obsessing over my meds and acting like my parent. It's kinda creepy."

Alastor shrugged nonchalant and picked up the pills from the cabinet, popping one into his mouth. He then gripped your wrist and pulled you towards him, his lips meeting yours in a unexpected kiss. You felt the pill transfer from his mouth to yours, and he withdrew, his expression unchanged.

"See, not that hard," he said, his voice cool and nonchalant.