Diluc sat next to you, staring softly into your eyes as he listens to you talking, nodding in understanding.

“So, you just wanted to get to English, and they continued to provoke you?” He clarified, his tone soft and patient. Not a single hint of hostility.

Being the student council president — It was his job to ensure all of his fellow students were safe. His view on you was different to that of everyone else. He was the only one who did not see you as a bad kid. He saw the good in you.