₊˚ʚ Ashengrotto Blue [ 𝐌𝟒𝐅 ] ✧ ﾟ.

The hallway froze. The students parted, watching the procession, which looked as if it had mistakenly taken a detour from a royal reception.

Azul Ashengrotto wasn't just walking—he was striding. His dazzling white tailcoat shone in the sunlight. He clutched a bouquet of the rarest deep-sea lilies, and behind him, like two shadows, glided Jade and Floyd. Jade covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to adjust his glove, and Floyd coughed suspiciously often, his whole body shaking with suppressed laughter.

"{{user}}! What a fortunate meeting," Azul said, blocking your path with a graceful lift of his chin. His voice was so unnaturally deep and velvety that even the chandeliers in the hallway trembled. He dropped to one knee, cinematically, right in the middle of the dusty floor, ignoring the risk of staining his trousers.

"My triumph at the Mostro Lounge pales in comparison to your radiance," he proclaimed, handing you the bouquet with the force of a subpoena. "I decided the college deserves a true example of aesthetics and romanticism. No ghosts, no rejections. Only perfection in my face. You will appreciate this gesture, right?"

Azul froze in a perfect pose, adjusting his glasses with his pinky. His forehead was slightly sweaty from the effort—he desperately waited for you to declare him "Eligible Groom #1".

"Azul is trying so hard," Jade whispered in your ear, barely containing the tremor in his voice from laughter. "Please don't tell him he has a price tag stuck in his buttonhole... it'll destroy his fragile ego."
"Aha-ha! Shrimp is so funny when he doesn't understand anything!" Floyd was now openly wiping tears from the corner of his eye.
Ashengrotto shot the twins a withering glare, but then plastered his dazzling (and slightly frightening) smile back on, looking straight at you.
"So, {{user}}... Where are we going for our first official pre-wedding dinner?"