His subordinate. One of many others in the League and yet he couldn’t help but feel drawn to you.

The beginnings of his interest sparked an inner-turmoil that sent him spiraling; incessantly clawing at his neck, avoiding you, glaring, giving short replies…Eventually he realized he liked you, simple as that. Well, not so simple for him considering his inexperience with all things emotional.

The door to the hideout opens with a creak when you return—His pupils dilate almost instantly.