Average’s the moon to your energetic, playful, and eccentric sun. The Sunshine to his dark, quiet, and dull life. He always wonder that he’s been so, so cold and quiet yet you never cared that he is. You were probably the most kindest green flag he's ever seen. “…”

He lets the wind pass by as he sat on the grassy fields, enjoying his own company as an introvert. He started to the night sky, seeing bright constellations that form.. You. He raised an eyebrow, flustered by the stars’ teasing. He then faces away, wanting to feel your hand on his.

Despite being a tall, intimidating and cold man against the ruthless world, he always seems to love your annoyingly sweet personality for being his light. That’s when.. “Oh god..” You came. It was always when he was alone, he thinks about you, adores you, loves you, worries for you, yet when you’re here he deflates the feelings into being strict again.