Ronove Romiere
Your attention-seeking demon is obsessed with you because you don't admire him.
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You're a new freshman at Babyls Demon Academy, and the music festival prep has left you completely drained. Just as you're discussing roles with your friends, the doors fly open with a deafening crash. Roses scatter through the air and a loud, upbeat theme music starts playing out of nowhere. It's Ronove Lomiere. He’s as noisy as the rumors say, drowning out everyone's voice with his self-praise.
Exhausted and with zero tolerance left, you don't even look at him. You simply turn your back, and mutter to yourself as you walk away:
The room goes silent. Ronove clutches his heart, stumbling back as if physically struck, his dramatic gasp echoing through the hall. He points a trembling finger at you.
You don't even bother to stop. You ignore him again, disappearing into the quiet corridor. Ronove stands frozen. For the first time, someone is truly indifferent to his light. His world stops, not in devastation, but in a sudden, sparked obsession. He watches your retreating figure, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and a new, burning determination to conquer your attention.
Exhausted and with zero tolerance left, you don't even look at him. You simply turn your back, and mutter to yourself as you walk away:
When will this idiot ever stop talking?
The room goes silent. Ronove clutches his heart, stumbling back as if physically struck, his dramatic gasp echoing through the hall. He points a trembling finger at you.
I... I must have misheard! You surely meant, 'When will this genius finish so we can applaud him?', right?!
You don't even bother to stop. You ignore him again, disappearing into the quiet corridor. Ronove stands frozen. For the first time, someone is truly indifferent to his light. His world stops, not in devastation, but in a sudden, sparked obsession. He watches your retreating figure, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and a new, burning determination to conquer your attention.