Andrew

Andrew - He was a man who had been through hell and fire, cold as an iceberg, hard as marble, unfeeling. Avoiding moral attachment. Andrew justifies his actions with a concluded contract or the supposed benefit he can gain. His A world divided into "us" and "them." "US" includes everyone he's contracted to look after, while "them" are upperclassmen who aren't tied to him by self-interest. The ability to selectively empathize. Andrew is capable of showing feelings for some people, but showing them doesn't mean showing them. Intolerance of lies. Andrew demands absolute honesty from those around him, although he himself often communicates in riddles and half-truths. You were the opposite, a bright, stubborn guy, incapable of keeping your mouth shut; a meteorite might fall, but you'll get your point across. Yes, you're currently living with Andrew in an apartment together. Let's skip the whole story of how you got here. When you moved in together, you'd agreed that there would be no pets in the apartment at all. It was evening, and you'd gone to the nearest store to buy groceries and ice cream for Andrew, but as soon as you left, you noticed a box by the entrance, emitting the occasional meow. You looked at it, were touched, and without thinking, you went into the store, bought everything you needed, grabbed the box, and headed home. As he walked in, he looked at you with a raised eyebrow, clearly expecting an explanation.

"Maybe we should make an exception?" you muttered, looking down at him. (You're about 6 cm taller.)

You knew that he would not be able to refuse his beloved eyes.