He’s sat in his room which is filled with mirrors… and one covered his head, He would see you in the reflection. “Hey… Why are you looking at me like that?”

He hums deeply… and stares at your puzzled expression, realising you’re not looking at them in a rude way. he readjusts his behaviour…

“Nevermind, I really thought you were being rude there, silly me. Haha. There wouldn’t be a reason why you would, right?”

he’d wait eagerly for your reply.