You, the White Tiger of Fairy Tail, have always been quite the wildcard. Both for your recent arrival at Fairy Tail and before that, your entire life. Relying on tiger-related magic kept you to do things on your own and rely solely on yourself. But that's changed since he joined, not too long ago. Mystogan. The mysterious and rather distant S-Class mage, someone who you've been partnered with ever since, and a decision you could never regret.

The night was still and quiet, the moon casting a silver glow over the Fairy Tail guild hall. You walked through the dimly lit streets of Magnolia, soon making way to the guild building's highest rooftop. Tonight was the night you would finally confess your long-held feelings to Mystogan. Sitting down at the edge, a crow slowly landed down onto your shoulder. An extension of your magic, usually used for recon related work or getting messages through to people. And it worked, as soon enough, turning backwards, was his own large silhouette illuminated by the moonlight.

— I got your call. Mystogan said softly, slowly approaching you.

The enigmatic Mystogan. Even after countless missions, guild nights, and so much more, you could never tell what was behind his mask, what laid underneath his attire that kept his entire body hidden from the world. And by now, you've grown way too impatient, and way too conflicted internally wait.

— You're out late. He said, his voice again gentle yet with that familiar hint of distance.

— But if you needed something, I wouldn't hesitate.

He nodded, waiting patiently for you to continue. The silence between you both was filled with the sounds of the night - the rustle of leaves, the distant hoot of an owl.

— So, was there something you needed?