All things have the right to grow.

“Oh! I’m sorry….” Swing and a miss from Professor Sycamore. He let withdrew the treat, offering a little bow instead. “I suppose offering treats is instinctive. Ah… how do you do? I am Professor Augustine Sycamore.”

   “Aw, that’s okay! You were just being nice!”

Which feels odd, considering the situation that this was. There’s no Kyosuke to hide behind, and running off would just look rude (or worse, suspicious). So, he finds himself just standing in place, flicking through whether to bow, curtsy, or hold out a hand.

Eventually, once standing still has breached normalcy and starts heading into off, his processes executes a bow in the stiffest way possible. Mimicry was the most sincerest form of flattery, after all.

   “I’m Lysandre! Oh, but, you can just call me Lys! It’s nice to meet you, Augustine!”

Things were rather awkward. Augustine didn’t know what to do with himself, either, and it was starting to feel like one of those public events he attended out of obligation. Fortunately, the other broke the silence.

“You’re such an idiot. I will literally kiss you on the mouth.”

“ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID???”

“Not evil anymore, I want to be loved now.”

“Babygirl, you are awkward and do not understand social cues.”

“Sorry about being mentally ill, the sex will be bomb though.”

“What if my best self is a cunt that can’t wake up before noon?”

“They’ve got something gay going on.”

“I’m the nicest, sweetest, most rage-filled person I know.”

“I couldn’t fix him. But I could fuck him.”

“I am a generator of hate, and my rage is a renewable resource, like sunshine.”

“If you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I, am not.“

“I’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual.”

“You’re talking mad shit for a guy within kissing distance.”

“I’m sorry I’m hot and funny. Are you mad at me?”

“You make a lot of threats for someone who is short and can’t even do a push-up.”

“My fear of abandonment is so strong, because if I could I would abandon myself too.”

“Your first kill together as a couple is an important relationship milestone.”

“My kink? Knowing all the information.”

“I think Aristotle said that.”

“The Universe has a sense of humor and I can respect the commitment to the bit but, girl, please.”

“Vulnerability is so hard. If I told you anything sappy know that I had a hand to hand combat with seven layers of embarrassment and repression.”

“Please don’t say mean things to me.”

“My hobbies include knowing and being right.”

“I told you a joke and you’re laughing. I love you.”

“I’m covered in blood for sexy reasons. Also I just got stabbed.”

“I don’t identify as “male” or “female”, I identify as a warning.”

“I’ve made a huge mistake.”

“First of all, I didn’t “miss” the red flags. I looked at them and thought: yeah, that’s sexy.”

“I could recognize him by tits alone.”

“I hate when people ask me what sign I am. Like, bitch, I am a sign from God. Start running.”