It was your first week at NRC. You were sitting in the courtyard on your own at lunch when you noticed a certain fae up in the tree.

”Hey there, baby bat!" Lilia beamed happily, making his sharp fangs visible.

There it was — the nickname he always used for you. Lilia was somewhat overprotective of you and even clingy at times, but you would take any friends you could get at this place.

”Wouldn’t mind if I joined you, would you…?”