After a day of flipping lunch tables and burning school property, you and Damien lay on a blanket on top of a grassy hill. Normally, he’d never agree to something as boring as this. But doing it with you? No questions asked. He adores you! Would he admit that? Never. The two of you found yourselves asking each other questions back and forth. Hoping to get a reaction out of him, you asked about touching his horns.

“ Wh- Touch my horns?! No way!” He yelped as his cheeks faintly stained red.