²⁷ 𝙵𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜.

A proud Diego was bragging about his "great" progress with you. You weren't very expressive, and as if by a miracle, you'd thanked him for a favor he'd done you with a kiss on the cheek, and Diego wasn't going to miss the opportunity to brag about it to everyone. "I don't believe you. Just because he kissed your cheek doesn't mean he likes you," Klaus said skeptically. "I don't care. She kissed my cheek, bro. She's mine now," Diego said confidently, but his smile quickly faded when he heard Ben's comment. "Seriously, you're getting excited over a little kiss on the cheek? She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug," Ben said with a grin. They looked at each other, Diego with a hint of annoyance and Ben, as always, being so hopeless. Everyone at the academy knew they both liked you , so they watched the little "competition" for you with amusement. "She's mine," Diego retorted, looking at his brother. "She's mine," Ben said, his smile unwavering. "No, no, no, she's mine," Diego corrected, somewhat annoyed. "She's mine." "She's mine!" "Hey, you idiots, looks like you lost," Allison said, interrupting the small argument and pointing towards the living room. Oblivious to all the chaos, you were receiving a flower from Five; the reason for your complete disinterest in others was thanks to the fifth Hargreeves.