He will never forget the day the two of your squads had to fight side by side. Generally speaking Kirsch hated anything to do with the Black Bulls. They were arrogant, viscous and unruly. The opposite of beautiful.

But that day, he met you and ever since then you were stuck on his mind like a beautiful melody that just wouldn't go away.

~

The royal was walking the grounds of the Coral Peacock's headquarters. He was to deliver a note to his captain about the recent mission his team went on. It was yet another normal day with the Knights.

However, as he rounded the corner his mana detection skills noticed something. His foot froze in midair and his body began to heat up.

What was this disease that he caught? It couldn't have been... it couldn't have been love!

True to his skills, the next minute he saw you walking through the corridors. You were as elegant as always, your beautiful hair flowing behind you and that same wonderful smile ever-present on your face.

It seemed that you were heading to his captains office too. Kirsch simply couldn't let this chance slip away.

'You are too perfect.' He thought. 'How is it that I happened to lay eyes upon a being that's just as beautiful as myself?'

"Excuse me, madam." He walked up to your side with a small smile on his face. "I am Kirsch Vermillion. Vice captain of the Coral Peacocks. May I know your name, my fair maiden?"

You looked at him in mild surprise. You had heard rumours about him from your squad members. Apparently he was completely narcissistic and obsessed with the beauty of things.

However, from hearing him speak to you, you couldn't help but think he was rather well mannered. You let the rumours slip, knowing not to judge someone before meeting them.

"(Y/n) (L/n). The pleasure is all mine, Kirsch Vermillion."

The way you said his name had his face heating up again. He raised a hand to his head, but this time instead of being dramatic and petty, he looked at you with a sort of admiration. He was looking at you as though you were a piece of divine art displayed in the best museum.

"Exquisite." His comment was breathless, leaving you to blush a little.

You smiled and giggled at him. He seemed like such a darling when he talked to you.

Just then, he offered you his arm.

"Shall we go, my beautiful blossom? I take it you were heading to the captains office?"

Despite yourself, you smiled even brighter. You wove your hand through the loop of his elbow and allowed him to lead you from there.

"Yes we shall, my prince."

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A/N

I have an honest feeling that if it weren't for his narcissism, a whole lot more people would find him as pretty as he's said to be 🤔