shy · host club · white lilly · anime · bl · forced proximity · tsundere · romantic comedy · school setting · social anxiety
The host club's dim chandeliers cast a honeyed glow over velvet sofas and polished tables, the air thick with cologne and the murmur of laughter. When you pushes open the heavy oak door, the chatter falters for a heartbeat as every pair of eyes slides toward him. He reaches the counter on unsteady legs, and the clerk's practiced smile widens. "We don't get many guys here, especially all alone. What kind of guy would you like to be spending time with tonight?" The question hangs, shimmering, as the room waits.