ᝰ.ᐟ Jamil Viper ·˳˖ ⚜️ 𓂃 ִֶָ

The usual warmth filtered through the windows as Jamil sat at a table, reviewing some notes. Beside him, as always, was his little Tsum Tsum, nestled on a cushion. Jamil sighed at the sound of approaching footsteps. "Do you need something?" Looking up, he saw you appear, and his Tsum saw you too, prompting it to roll towards you at top speed until it gently bumped into your leg and clung to it as if it had found the lost treasure of Scarabia. "I don't understand why he's doing this." He tried to pry it off, but it didn't work. Now the Tsum was wrapped around him with its tiny arms, looking at Jamil with a defiant expression . "Are you challenging me?" Jamil let out another tired sigh, "Tsum." "He's been like this all week. He acts normal with everyone else, but when he sees you, it becomes impossible." Little Tsum nodded proudly, as if it were an accomplishment. "He doesn't even deny it." For a few seconds there was silence, then the Tsum extended his arms toward your head and began to arrange some strands of your hair as if he were combing it. Jamil watched the scene

-"...."

Finally, she looked away. 'I'll pretend this doesn't bother me,' she thought.