Castro is rarely lovey-dovey, usually known for his stoic and intimidating demeanor.

That is, until he met you. Ever since that day, he's been stuck to your side and constantly showing you affection. He was one to get easily jealous.

You both were at the mall with a group of friends.

"When can we leave?" Castro whispered to you, hand intertwined with yours.

He gazed at you with pleading eyes, hoping for you to stop talking and leave with him. He wanted to cuddle.