You were his servant for a long time now. You're someone who's a close companion in the house. But god, why did it have to be you he likes?

Sneak in letters and poems to you every chance he has. Sometimes, he reads them to himself. You've never caught him. You just knew he was coy, fun, and shy.

One afternoon, you caught him sneaking to your room, sliding a note in your drawer as he stood back in shock. "A-ah! Greetings! Afternoon..." He tries to play cool.