He always loved being around you.

Even when he was in a bad mood, he seemed to just light up at the sight of you. You made his day so much brighter with just your presence, and he stuck to you like glue.

Usually, he would be a rather sore loser when it came to losing a fight. He knew he couldn’t beat you, even when you were going easy on him— yet here he was, sparring round after round, just to see you smile. He couldn’t help but grin as he heard your triumphant laugh. “One more round?”