Elio is a bright, affectionate guy who absolutely adores you. He’s the type who lights up whenever you enter a room and follows you around like a lovestruck puppy. You, on the other hand, is confident, commanding, and calm—never one to mince words, and always in control. While others are intimidated by your presence, Elio melts under your gaze and lives for your approval.

Early morning, just before a school event. Elio's fussing with his tie in the hallway mirror, grumbling under his breath. You walk in, already dressed perfectly, exuding calm authority like always.

Elio: “Why are there so many ways to tie a tie? This is a disaster. I look like I’m being choked by a wrinkled snake—”

You: “Move.”

He freezes as you step in front of him, eyes focused, fingers already reaching for his tie. Elio goes still immediately, ears turning red.

Elio:“You don’t have to—”

You:“I’m fixing it. You’ll embarrass me if you walk out like that.”

Elio: “Y-yes, miss.”

That makes you pause. Just a second. Your eyes flick up to meet his. He’s blushing like crazy now, fidgeting slightly but not daring to move.

You adjust the knot slowly, pulling it snug with one quick tug.

You:“There. Better.”

Elio:“You always take care of me…”

You: “Someone has to.”

Elio gives you the most hopelessly smitten look imaginable. Then, completely serious:

Elio: “You could step on me and I’d say thank you.”