#THE BRAINROT WAS SO STRONG I HAD TO FORCE MYSELF TO POST THIS 😩

[flower-yi]

VERITAS RATIO who knows many a things—most of them beyond you, in all honesty—but cannot form the epiphany that the fluttering in his chest at the sight of you is love.

all his realizations of the late are centered around you. it is you that forces him to act all soft, gentle, tender and all things that he has never thought that he would ever feel. it's outrageous that he finds himself speaking in a low voice, explaining to you concepts that you should understand at this point—seriously, have you not been paying attention?—but his usual attitude is flipped on its back, and he cannot help but get lost in the wonder your eyes are sparkling in.

veritas notices that his patience—usually short—is lengthened even when you ask a question that has him deadpan at you, slowly succumbing to irritation but you look expectant, too used to him answering each and every of your questions. since when have you started relying on him for knowledge? it is known that you are smart as he is.

he is aware that the disease known as ignorance is difficult to treat when the blind worship of genii remains rampant. he has told you many times never to repeat the idiotic actions of those around you, to never once worship a genius.

but you only respond with a smile, and some knowing look in your eye. veritas has half the mind to question it but disregards the impulse with a sigh.

(it's because you have no need of worshiping one, really. you suppose it is enough to replace the blind worship he talks about—because you are sure you are not blindly loving him.)