Chapter 1: The Pink Haired Obsessor
Um...you wanted to see me professor?" The chipper voice of Hilda snuck in through the door upon it's opening. Byleth sighed as he continued going over various tests submitted to him by his class.
"Yes. Please come in and have a seat Hilda," Byleth called out, picking out her last three tests that she had done over the course of the past two weeks. Cheerful as could be, Hilda trotted her way down the middle of the room, eventually ending with her plopping down in one of the chairs that sat in front of his desk. Byleth opened up a drawer, placing all the other tests inside of it before finally diverting his full attention on his dear, lazy student.
"So what's up? You look a little grumpy. Did some girl turn you down or something?" Hilda teased, knowing her boundaries with Byleth quite well. Byleth sighed, placing out all three of her tests and their grades.
"This is why I look a 'little grumpy' Hilda..." Byleth replied, sliding her tests forward. They all looked like a festive combination of red circles, low numbers and drawings as if it were for an art class. Hilda shrugged her shoulders, laughing nervously as she looked over them.
"Aw come on, they aren't THAT bad, I did pass them didn't I?" Hilda said in response pointing out her numbers on her grades. Each one was a point off from failure, which was unacceptable to Byleth. He didn't expect perfection from his students, but he did at least want effort.
"Passed barely, you nearly failed every single one of the tests! I know you are way smarter than that Hilda," Byleth scolded, Hilda putting on a sly smirk before eyeing him affectionately.
"I didn't know you felt that way about me professor, that could set a bad example...n-n smile or even a laugh? Eh heh...oh boy..." Hilda felt her words backfire in her face as Byleth sat across from her unamused.
"Why do you insist on being so lazy? I thought it was just physically lazy which can be cute I suppose, but in my classroom too Hilda? What would it take to make you actually try in my class?" Byleth asked, Hilda immediately turning her eyes to the ceiling to think, placing her index finger to the base of her cheek. Byleth sighed and shook his head until she finally returned her attention to him. When her eyes finally locked onto his, something strange began to happen. It was if a switch was flipped on within her body. His eyes seemed to glow in the dim light but he wasn't too intensely focused. Her beat went from a confident, steady beat to a nervous pounding.
"W-What's happening to me..." Hilda thought, her focus now intensely focused on Byleth, who grew a look of concern as she placed her hand over her heart.
"Hilda? Are you OK?" Byleth asked, placing his hands over top of her one hand that rested on his desk.
"M-My God...the professor is really hot right now, like, my lord..." Hilda said to herself again, her words not coming out as she stared helplessly at Byleth. Her face began to grow hot, which made Byleth stand up and circle around his desk. Removing his gloves, he placed a hand to her forehead, placing his on the opposite side.
"H-H-He's so close to me...I feel like my heart could explode at any moment..." Hilda thought as her legs began rubbing against one another to try and suppress the tingling feeling that was born within her loins as a result.
"You don't seem to have a fever...so why is your face so..." Byleth tried to say, but Hilda instead forced her lips against his, her eyes shut nervously as she fell into his arms, trembling softly. Byleth's eyes shot open in surprise, his heart freezing from the unexpected response. Byleth immediately released her, her arms now clenching around him as she parted her lips from his.
"H-Hilda?! What's the matter with you?!" Byleth snipped at her, but it appeared to go in one ear and out the other as she began giggling, her eyes seemingly hollow as she gazed deeply into his eyes.
"Hehehe...professsooorrr...has any of the other students placed their hands on you like this before?" Hilda said with a look of perversion, her hand aiming for his crotch. Byleth immediately grabbed her wrist, moving her hand away as she giggled once more like an idiot.
"Hilda stop this! Come to your senses!" Byleth said, restraining both of her wrists with his grasps. Hilda's eyes began to fill with tears as she continued to smile, a little bit of light returning to her eyes.
"S-Someone else has your heart and body don't they...? W-Who has it...?" Hilda inquired, her voice choking back tears. Byleth was at a loss, this whole situation was insane; Hilda was teasing him and now it's if she had been harboring a confession for years.
"No one Hilda, I don't have 'have' anyone like that," Byleth's words made Hilda's excited smile return, her eyes gleefully eyeing his.
"So that means I can have you, right? I mean, I know you're my professor and all...b-but you can't blame a girl when her heart has fallen madly in love with someone right?!" Hilda said, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane within his grasp. In that moment, he quickly realized what was going on. He didn't want to believe it with all of his heart, but this spontaneous behavior from Hilda couldn't have any other explanation.
"The crest...so this is what Sothis meant..." Byleth said to himself as he continued looking at Hilda, who looked ready to jump his body at any given moment. Thinking for a moment, he quickly realized he could use this situation to his advantage.
"Do...you really feel that way about me Hilda?" Byleth asked, Hilda now shedding tears of happiness as she smiled and nod, her nerves wound tighter than a catapult spring.
"I super mean it professor, I guess I didn't see it til now, but you are an amazing professor and very, VERY attractive to say the least," Hilda said, practically drooling as he looked him over. Byleth sighed heavily but rebounded with a warm, genuine smile.
"If you can show me your best from now on, wether it's in my class or not, I will go on a date with you Hilda. Is that a...ack!" Byleth tried to commence the deal verbally, but Hilda's excitement was too much for her to stand bare. As he went to finish talking, she jumped up onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck as they crashed to the floor. Byleth blushed heavily as he found Hilda stratling his stomach, a smug grin now plastered upon her face.
"Deal." Hilda said, her voice attempting to sound sexual. Byleth just laid there as Hilda go off of him. Winking and blowing him a kiss before stepping out of his office.
"This is crazy..." Byleth said as he stared at the ceiling of the classroom. It wasnt as if he wasn't attracted to the wide array of students at the monastery, on the contrary, he felt very lucky, but seeing Hilda like this, it made him wonder how much of it was his power and if any of it was from Hilda herself.
"You seem to be in distress Byleth...did something happen while I was at rest?" Sothis asked as Byleth continued to stare at his bedroom ceiling.
"The crest...the crest reacted and triggered on one of my students. Normally she wouldn't harbor any intimate feelings for me at all, but earlier this evening, she was throwing herself at me like I was some kind of wealthy lord. The craziest part was she seemed to genuinely feel that way, at least through how she was speaking. Do the affects of the crest wear off over time?" Byleth inquired, Sothis laughing softly as she thought on it.
"In three days time if you havent initiated any intimate contact her feelings for you will fade away..." Sothis replied, Byleth clenching his teeth behind his lips.
"She...she kissed me unexpectedly..." Byleth said. Sothis went silent, leaving Byleth all alone in the dark, wondering if what happened was really bad or not. Suddenly, a translucent projection of Sothis appeared before his very eyes, her arms crossed with a twisted smile slapping him in the face.
"That poor girl will remain this way for as long as she eats and breathes. It will be up to you how you handle this. Do not despair fore I won't let death come for you within these monastery walls, but be warned: the affects that the crests can have over people are usually extremes with no true middle ground for consideration. Oh...it seems that you have a visitor just outside of your door," Sothis said, disappearing for a moment, returning within merely a few seconds.
"Judging by the look in their eyes it would be the girl in question," Sothis said, a cold chill crawling down Byleth's spine as he forced himself to act normally.
"Is she...watching me sleep...?" Byleth thought, closing his eyes to start to try and not think about it. Outside the door Hilda was sitting with her back against the door as she tinkered with a special pin that could be clipped onto clothing. She wore a warm smile as she tinkered with it, eventually making a beautiful flower using nothing but paper, a little glue and a wet watercolor brush.
"I wonder if he's fallen asleep yet..." Hilda asked herself, placing the pin carefully on the floor. It was around 3 AM at this point as she cracked the door, the small flickers of light from a candle filling out the details of his sleeping face, her face now red as can be as her heart thrashed in her chest.
"H-He's so cute when hes sleeping!" Hilda quietly squealed, shutting the door the rest of the way. After finishing the Royal Tear Drop flower for the pin, she slid it and a note beneath his door, giggling to hsrself victorious before returning to her quarters.
"My head is killing me..." Byleth groaned as he awoke. The whole ordeal even stressed him out throughout the night, leaving his head clattering like a wooden box with marbles in it. Aftergrooming his hair and equipped his teaching attire he noticed a strange ornament on the ground laying upon a folded letter.
"Professor, I thought that your uniform could use a little flare to make you stand out amongst the staff! The flower I made for it is a Royal Tear Drop. You may think it strange of me to offer a flower that is so heavily tied to the emotion of grief, but it represents the grief I feel whenever I am away from you. If I know you're wearing it, I can be at ease knowing that you'll be thinking of me. I know it's a bit selfish of me to shove my feelings on you like this, but I want you to know that my feelings are real. See you in class! -Hilda Valentine Goneril" Byleth read, a cold sweat pouring over his body like ice water.
"She's literally crazy about me...the Royal Tear Drop is a flower they use for funerals...does she hurt that much when she's away from me...?" Byleth sighed heavily to chill his nerves, carefully pinning the RTD to the collar of his uniform anyway. He was scared to imagine how Hilda would react should he not wear it, thus his decision was made with haste. Upon stepping foot into his classroom, to his lack of surprise at this point, he found Hilda already at her seat before any of the other students arrived.
"Good morning, Hilda," Byleth said in passing, Hilda smiling brightly as the object of her desire took notice of her presence. As cheery as she was acting, it was easy to see that she hadn't slept the past night, that very fact causing concern.
"Good morning professor...AH! You found the pin! It looks really good on you!" Hilda laughed happily, the dark rings beneath her eyes undermining their beauty.
"Thank you Hilda, it was a nice gift, " Byleth replied, sitting at his desk and awaiting the rest of the class. Class went off without a hitch; as Byleth expected, Hilda jumped on every question asked to the class, even outshining Lysithea for the first time academically for a single class.
"Hilda, what has gotten into you? I've never seen you so studious during class before," Leonie asked as recess began. Hilda's cheeks were dimly red, her eyes still focusing on her new love interest.
"Welllll...if I do my absolute bestest, I get to go on a date with a special someone," Hilda replied. Leonie, confused by such a declaration, moved in front of her, blocking her line of sight.
"Oh really? Whose the lucky guy?" Leonie probed, Hilda leaning over to try and peek past her. Leonie stepped aside following her line of sight as she let out a strangely blissful sigh. Leonie saw no one up front except the professor, who was currently shuffling through documents.
"Wait...you don't mean the professor do you...?" Leonie said, a scowl forming across her brow as she watched Hilda's reaction. She sighed as if she were in a pleasant daydream, the volume of the rest of the world being turned down to near mute.
"You bet your cute butt. I mean, look at him, isn't he just the definition of perfect? He's got a great mind, he's a genius when it comes to combat, he's kind, considerate and outgoing for all of his students...and his body, oh my goodness his body, just...yummy," Hilda replied, Leonie automatically assuming that it was her very professor being a wolf in sheep's clothing, making this girl fall hopelessly in love to just use her in whatever sick ways that he may. Leonie growled, immediately stomping up to the front of the class while Byleth had his back turned.
Hilda quickly noticed this, immediately hopping to her feet. Her eyes looked like of a predator as she sensed Leonie's attempt to give her dear professor a piece of her mind. Dashing up behind her, she swund her foot at Leonie's ankles, causing her to stumble forward. Now juking to her front, Hilda grabbed a hold of Leonie's throat, pinning her to the ground with one, swift take down.
"Don't you dare go near him with that sort of intent because you'll have to answer to me first..." Hilda's face was as serious as the concept of death, Leonie staring in complete horror. She began coughing as Hilda released her, Byleth now catching the aftermath.
"What's going on here?!" Byleth shouted as a response to the floor shaking beneath him. Leonie propped herself up with her arm, the other hand rubbing over her throat as she coughed. Hilda smirked smugly as she offered her hand to Leonie to help her up.
"Leonie tripped is all. She's coughing because her throats especially dry at the moment...right Leonie?" Hilda looked over to Leonie for verification. Leonie clenched her teeth shut, still rubbing her throat as she gave Hilda a dirty look.
"Yeah...thats right..." Leonie coughed, finally allowing Hilda to help her to her feet. Hilda dusted Leonie off playfully, leaving Leonie to feel like a fool before their professor.
"There, all better. Professor, we will talk later OK? See you later!" Hilda said as she returned to her chipper self. Leonie turned to the professor, who was staring at Hilda as she left. As she left his view he then turned to poor Leonie, who now had the outline of of a hand lightly bruised onto her throat.
"Gods..." Byleth thought grimly, now worried for the rest of his class.
To Be Continued...