Hopes, despairs, and jam? (Victorique Masters first, open)

Masters looked just about as confused as Teufel did. How such a gigantic man had managed to slip out of the library without so much as a sound or visual que she would never know. Perhaps it would be best not to question it, because by now, Masters had no idea what was, what wasn't, and most importantly, what he wanted.

"Do you have any hobbies or interests? You're really good at drawing" Masters would then hear and consider accordingly.

She certainly loved drawing, her penmanship may well be the best in the school for all she knew. Masters had a specific hobby in mind, but she refused to give him any kind of information on it at this moment in time. If he was to find out, he would either have to catch her doing it or force it out of her, neither of which seemed likely to happen.

The thought of her "unique" hobby placed her in a state of embarrassment once again, which would be entirely easy to pick up on if Teufel was to simply look at her face. Despite the many images she had of her taking multiple cosplay photo shoots, she still managed to remember one of her other hobbies, which had her smile as though she had actually achieved something by making herself embarrassed and fixing it again.

Victorique wasted no time writing down one of her favorite pastimes that wasn't starting fights or dressing up in outfits that aristocrats her age shouldn't even know exist. This hobby was...

"In my spare time, I play the piano. There is one in the cafeteria if you would like me to show you some time."
This wasn't the type of hobby Teufel was hoping for and Victorique knew that fact more than she did how well Dan could handle himself in a fight. He was looking for something they could do together, but try as she did, her hobbies were either too embarrassing or that which a person such as Teufel would never even consider doing for understandable reasons.

Of course, she could take him to her apartment, but not only was the walk there long, it may well lead to certain implications she wasn't aiming for just yet. Nonetheless, Masters felt the need to invite him anyway. Perhaps he could even help her train her Red-tailed hawk to stop eating her food and ripping her outfits apart.

An additional note was soon fabricated and handed over to Teufel. If he watched Victorique's arms closely, he would be able to see that she was shaking as she held out the note for him to take.

"You could always visit my apartment. It is no castle, but I have a pet hawk I'd like you to meet.

Masters soon started to understand just why Dan reacted like he did. He liked to prove otherwise, but Teufel truly was a child at heart. Considering how hard of a shell this school pushes the students into, it came as a surprise to her that someone had managed to break free from it this quickly.

Masters nodded three times, as she was starting to tire with writing up messages every few seconds. Her happy nods and smiles were interrupted by the faint sound of bodies hitting the flimsy excuse for a floor out in the hallway once again, it seemed Dan had gotten to work and completely gone to town this time around.

After briefly turning to check the door and convincing herself that the two of them were safe to stay for a good few minutes, Masters forced another note out of herself just in case Dan was somehow defeated and the delinquents broke in.

"We can discuss it next Friday. For now, we should watch who makes their way through the library doors." Masters pointed to the library entrance with her pencil as she held out Teufel's note for delivery.

The fighting continued to grow louder as endless waves of students assaulted laid seige to the school library. Masters couldn't possibly agile what the big fuss was and how Dan was still alive, but if she wanted a chance to see Teufel blushing again, something would have to be done about the situation.

With little time to think, Victorique decided to play the role of the scared little girl. That way, she could enjoy the perks of seeing Teufel's gentle side and at the same time feel safe.

She waited for one of the students to take a dive and slam against the floor as their consciousness faded, using the moment of confusion to jump over to Teufel and take hold his hand.

"Success!" she chanted to herself. Hopefully Teufel didn't shake her off thinking that she was trying to hurt him. Now that her hand was linked with his, she pushed forward with the scared facial expressions tactic, which worked extremely well considering she was partially and genuinely scared.

Mission accomplished.

Victorique had gotten what she wanted, and she felt a mass amount of fulfillment because of that. Even through the bliss of having Teufel grip her hand and tell her it was going to be alright, however, she felt it was only necessary to still concern herself with Dan's health and well being. On one side of the scale, Dan had helped Masters warm up to Teufel through giving her hints and tips about his likes and dislikes, but on the other side of the "scale of guilt" rested the fact that Dan surely was only outside preventing the lower half of society from entering the library because he wanted the two of them to be alone and in peace. The pros and cons weighed out equally and yet her own uncertainty would surely send her insane if she didn't come up with an answer soon.

Masters rested her head on Teufel's shoulder, remaining in a state of deep thought and task assessment as she attempted to hold her notepad and pen with one hand. Her handwriting in this note was much more degraded and scarce compared to her other notes, but with only one hand, what was there to do? Let go? That wasn't going to happen any time soon.

"Do you think we should check on him or stay here?

Masters nodded, standing herself back to a much more composure.
She could imagine Dan's face when he saw the two of them holding hands, it was strange to think that Dan would give more of a socially normal reaction to Masters holding a person's hand than the person who she currently has in her grasp.

Masters decided to take Dan's second point of advice and take the lead for the two, almost pulling Teufel forwards towards the door. She felt much more confident now that Teufel was holding her hand, so it would come to no surprise that once Masters reached the door, she was able to kick it open in such a fashion that it would almost make her fall over. She may have felt stronger mentally, but her legs were still just as weak as she left them.

Teufe obediently followed Masters when she took charge and led them to the door. He didn't really mind about all of this, it made him feel slightly comfortable, though he was still surprisingly oblivious that Masters had a crush on him. Maybe he would find out one day, maybe not. This story could end up either way, triumph or tragedy.

He got a little nervous when Masters almost fell, so he used his arm as a brace and helped her regain her balance. When he got into the front where Dan was, his mouth almost fell open in shock. Instead of a mountain of corpses, he saw them all playing cards under a single corpse, like civilized people. Teufel was extremely proud of Dan for solving this peacefully and without much conflict, and smiled.

"Hi big brother!" He said happily