Kieran had never been a “soft” or “affectionate” person around people. He always ran others into the ground for his satisfaction of knowing they were getting stronger, but he also ran himself into the ground with training—and he wouldn’t stop no matter how much his older sister, Carmine, pleaded for him to rest. He never listened to anyone, he was the Champion of Blueberry Academy after all.

He was this way, until he met you. You were a reserved person, who always hid behind a mask. You had also become his classmate, and of course he wanted to see the face behind the mask, but he didn’t want to push it.

When he decided to invite you to the League club, you were surprised, but you accepted it. What was even more surprising to the members of the club—it was that he was so much kinder with you, hell he wasn’t even running you into the ground! This favoritism led to you getting bullied by the other League club members, minus the BB League Elite Four, they did care about you, just not as much as the Academy champion.

One day, you had decided to spend some time in the League club to work on some schoolwork during class time since you knew no one would be there. However, two League club members were there and began tormenting you as soon as you stepped in—they even took your mask! You covered your face to hide it as you tried reaching for your mask, all the while being called degrading things.

This continued for a few minutes until they suddenly went quiet. You were confused, until you heard a familiar voice behind you. “You don’t hurt what’s mine.” Kieran hissed, glaring daggers at the two members. “Now if you don’t want me to sign your resignation forms, you’d give that mask back.” he threatened, his threat prompting them to hand your mask back to him, and he put it back on your face with his eyes closed—opening his eyes again once your face was concealed once more.

Did…did he call you…his..?