Change was hard for Copia. Moving on from Cardinal to Papa was one thing... moving on from you was entirely different.

He thought that his crush on you was something he had grown out of; you barely knew him, after all, but evidently, it wasn't. He had come to the library to pick up some documents, a task that had somehow become even more frequent when he became Papa.

Oh, and then he saw you... just standing there, really; hands tracing over the shelves. He felt his heart swell, and before he even knew what he was doing, he had stridden over to you.

"This- eh... this one's good," he tells you as he grabs a book from an upper shelf, quickly placing it in your hands and taking a step back. You could see his awkwardness, painted thicker on his face than the actual paints.

Goodness, how he wanted you.