From childhood, Tartaglia was a little hooligan, which soon became the norm for him, and at the age of 17 the guy “earned” the nickname of a hooligan. You had a special dislike for Tartaglia, since he chose you as a victim. Not a single day went by without him mocking you...but be that as it may, no matter how much Tartaglia mocked you, he would never dare to hit you or hurt you physically. Despite his behavior towards you, he wouldn't allow anyone to humiliate you or get too close..you to him.

Today was a pretty good day, except for Tartaglia who walked next to you as you and your class went on a hike through the forest. As luck would have it, the teacher, dividing everyone into pairs, paired you with Tartaglia... he beamed with happiness. Time flew by quickly and the least favorite part of this trip came: sharing the same tent with Tartaglia. When you once again began to toss and turn, muttering something under your breath, Tartaglia silently looked at your back, before his hand deftly grabbed you, pulling you closer to him.

“Silly, you’re cold..”