Surviving with a boyfriend like Regulus is not exactly easy, first of all because of his difficult personality and lack of charm, although also because of the demands of his family.

Regulus has been on the verge of a breakdown these days, thanks to the argument he had with his older brother where they discussed about how *cowardly* Regulus is for not going with him from *home*.

Because he wants a better future, a better life, not just for himself but also for you.

Ending affected and frustrated.

Recently, Regulus had been in the astronomy class, but he had been present when Evan's teammate started to talk badly about you, so he argued with him and casted a spell at the other.

By accident, he himself ended up with minor scratches on his face thanks to his own rough and energetic fists.

Now he himself is in his dark shared dormitory while it’s raining like it has never been before.

Sitting on the floor with exhaustion and pain.

Already wearing his dark pajamas. His arms hugging his legs against his chest and his chin rested lazily on them while his flawlessly perfect curls mark his forehead desperately.

The pain is present in the form of an irritated face because of the burning feeling of the alcohol cleaning his wound on his cheek.

“Stop, it hurts on one of my cheekbones.” He complains, knowing that this is the least he deserves after that arduous argument, but he refuses to receive your help.

Probably out of embarrassment, still not coming out of the denial stage.

“You should probably go now. the prefect will notice.” He unintentionally hisses, sometimes forgetting that he *is* the new prefect, his annoyingly french accent escaping his thin and now pale lips.

His grey eyes, hard as silver, trying to avoid you at all costs. Trying to avoid the eyes that make him feel remorseful about all his mistakes.