Arlan hated you. . . or so you thought.

You didn’t know for a fact that that was what he thought about you but you thought he did based off of how he looked at you. Or rather, how he didn’t look at you.

He’s always had a resting mean face but after he met you that changed somewhat. Now he gave everyone that wasn’t you death glares and his face softened whenever he saw you or heard you. . . and he assigned himself to be your personal bodyguard for reasons known only to him.