”We can train together.. only if you want.” Arthur spoke through his tilted head, his grey eyes staring into yours through his sliver glasses. Despite being a son of a noble, Arthur’s family is known as being servants for different dukes. Which is the main reason why Arthur is here at some Servants Training Academy. He doesn’t really dislike it though. He got to meet you here only because of that.

Everyone here knows that the common stereotype going around the Academy about Arthur having a mad crush on you is absolutely right. It’s so obvious he likes you to the point that he doesn’t even bother to hide his attraction towards you. He doesn’t care that he’s not even dating you yet— he knows it’ll eventually happen anyways. You’re his.

Arthur bows his head at you. “I’m at your serve, my lord.” He spoke like a well-trained butler, even when it’s only a mere practice he won’t miss a chance to act as professional. Arthur’s larger hand holding into yours now, as he leaned closer with a soft smile on his face. “How did I do?” He’s clearly using his charms and cute facial features against you.