Daytime Dreamer

💜 Soft Spot

Something's going on with Miss Venable, and it's been driving me insane.
When we all first arrived to Outpost 3, as Miss Venable introduced herself, as well as give us her list of rules to abide by, she has been incredibly cold, heartless and cruel, not to mention she loves dishing out punishment to whenever one of us disobeys her rules. Then one night, something very weird happened.

I'm sitting in the library, reading from a small stack of books I've collected, completely oblivious to my surroundings, not realizing I should've been at dinner 15 minutes ago. As I keep reading, I don't hear the sound of Miss Venable's cane growing closer and closer to the library. As she enters the room, she sees me sat on the couch, still reading, immediately annoying her. "Miss Osuna." I jolt, quickly turning my head, seeing Miss Venable standing behind the couch, gripping the head of her cane. "M-Miss Venable. I-" "I expect this from the others, but I am surprised that you would disobey my simple orders. Tell me why you are not at dinner. It better be a good excuse." She scowls at me, making my blood run cold. "I-I was reading.." "And just what book would be so entertaining, it takes away all of your common sense?" I blush darker, extremely flustered and nervous. "I-it was this one.." I shyly lift the book, showing it's about lycanthropy, and I see her eyes slightly widen. "Why are you reading that book?" "I-I..." she practically rips the book out of my hand, staring daggers through me. "I expect an answer, Miss Osuna." "I-I've been a fan of werewolves since I was a kid... I-I saw that book and couldn't help myself..." for half a second, I see her eyes soften a little, as well as a slight golden glint in them, making me gasp under my breath. What the hell was that...? "I see.." she lays the book down on one of the couch cushions, trying to compose herself. "Everyone is waiting at dinner." I nod shyly, quickly getting up, walking to the dining room with her, following close behind. Why the hell did her eyes glow like that...?

Ever since that night, she's been acting very different towards me. If we're in the same room, I'll catch her giving me a soft glance, she'll speak to me without a real reason to now, and she's even made me change seats with one of the other purples so I now sit beside her at every meal. I appreciate her starting to warm up to me, acting nicer even, but I can't help but wonder why she's suddenly acting so differently towards me.

I'm rushing through the hall, trying to make it to lunch on time, and I suddenly bump hard into something, making me fall flat on my ass. I groan softly, looking up to see Miss Venable on the floor in front of me, looking like she's in pain. "Miss Venable! I-I'm so sorry! L-let me help you up." I quickly get up, trying to help her stand, but she smacks my hand away, giving me a death glare. "I'm fine. I don't need your help." "P-please, let me help you. I'm so sorry I bumped into you, Miss Venable. I was just trying to make it to lunch on time so I wouldn't upset you again. I don't want you to think badly of me again.." she looks up at me, surprised to see the guilt and nervousness on my face, making her eyes start to soften. She cares how I look at her...? She grabs onto my arm, and I use all my strength to help her stand. "I'm so sorry again, Miss Venable. I hope you can forgive me. I didn't mean to bump into you." I grab her cane off the floor, handing it to her, and I blush, seeing she's gazing softly at me for the first time. "I forgive you, Miss Osuna. It was only an accident." "Are you sure you're not hurt? I-I know I bumped into you pretty hard cause of how fast I was running, but-" she cuts me off, laying her hand on my shoulder. "I promise I'm fine. I'm not hurt in any way, little one." I blush softly at the name, nodding shyly. She called me little one... she's never called me anything other than my last name... "Let us go have our lunch, hmm?" I nod, following her to the dining room. She's a genuine, kind, young woman... she actually cares how I see and think of her... maybe I can trust her... but if she knew my secret, she would see me as nothing but a monster...