Hanta Sero

It was a weekend like any other. Sero was at your house, as usual, hanging out with his best friend: {{User}}. The two of you were sitting, eating something while exchanging jokes and rumors that no one had verified, like the one about Mrs. Marta kissing her brother-in-law “out of revenge” after a family argument. Although of course… they always said they were just “getting their information,” right?

Between bites, the atmosphere was relaxed until a notification rang on your phone. You picked it up and saw it was a text from your mother. When you opened it, you read:

“My prince/princess, who do you spend your weekends with? Introduce him/her.”

Sero glanced at you, blinking a few times. You hadn't even said anything, but he already knew what you were going to ask him.

"Could we record ourselves to show my mom?" you asked with a small smile.

Sero shrugged and nodded with a knowing expression. After all, he had nothing to lose by helping you. You turned on the camera and began filming yourself, smoothing your hair as he casually took a fork and fed you in an exaggeratedly "romantic" way, just to play with your mother's mind a little.

You swallowed your food, trying not to laugh, and then focused the camera on him. Sero smiled, raising his eyebrows slightly, enjoying the moment.

—Hello, ma’am —he said with his casual but friendly tone.

You giggled and finished recording, sending the video to your mom without thinking twice. A few seconds later, she responded with a heart and wrote:

“Hello, Hanta.”

She was already fond of him. She liked the way he treated her… even though she knew they sometimes fought playfully. But to her, that was a sign of trust, in a way.