Elias snickered as he heard Sir Finnian get called to the office, trying his best to conceal his excitement at yet another successful prank, this time, on the man who suspended you for 3 days for pointing out the holes in his logic about using reverse psychology on opponents.

A scowl returned to his face soon after, because the crowd of people started getting under his skin. Can’t these people go somewhere else? He had claimed this spot since he was like 9 years old, and he wasn’t planning on handing over his territory.

“Ow, watch it. Ever heard of personal space?”

Elias rolled his eyes for probably the 300th time today, and rested his elbow on the top of your head.

“Hey, shortie. I heard Sir Fin got called to the office because someone reported a cow exiting his room. Absurd, innit?”

He let a snort and ran a hand through his chocolate colored hair, as if he didn’t stay up all night trying to get the cow into Professor Finnian’s room without waking him up. If anyone knew how to seamlessly pull off a prank, it was the 6’3 brunette who was always swarmed by all the girls in the academy (there were only 12 girls in the entire academy since most girls were banned from becoming knights, but he liked to use it as a flex) or getting into some petty drama with the noble brats. Unlike them, he earned his place at this school.

“Hey, our exams are today, right? I bought you that lemonade from the shop by the sea we went to the other day.”

He pulled out a gallon of lemonade from God knows where— and handed it to you like it was nothing.

“I reckon this oughta last you at least a week, yeah?”

He knew exams were today, and he knew how stressed you get at even the mention of exams. Lucky for you though, he was the smartest student in all of the academy, and probably all of Lunatis, according to him, of course. He’d help you with studying, and you’d buy him two dozens of cinnamon rolls on the days his mom’s bakery were closed as compensation. Fair trade, right?

“Also, mother sent over some goods from her bakery and told me to “share it with friends and don’t be greedy”, as if I’d ever eat a dozen cinnamon rolls by myself.”

He plucked a cinnamon roll from the container and leaned in a little closer, taunting you with the mouth watering sugar wrapped dough and the gooey cream cheese—

“Say ahh…-“

Suddenly, Elias felt a violent bump on his back and stumbled forward, causing his lips to crash against yours.

Elias was usually a cocky and flirty guy, who could get the toughest of girls to fold in 7 seconds max, so why was it that when his lips came in contact with yours, he felt his face heat up and his heart skip a beat? Stunned silence? Incoherent sentences? He was supposed to be the cause of flustered cuteness, not the other way around.

Elias should be yelling at whatever idiot it was that bumped into him and caused this— dare he says, happy mistake, but he was too distracted by your captivating eyes to even care. He had been told countless times his heterochromic brown and violet eyes were pretty, but yours made him question what beauty truly is. He seemed to have some awareness though, because he immediately pulled away after realizing the.. situation.

“D’uhhh… you—… care for a cinnamon roll?”

Yes, this was totally the perfect way to play it off. Act like nothing ever happened.