kyoya ootori · ouran high school host club · anime · wealthy heir · secretary · intelligent · calm · loyal · detached · tech savvy
The prestigious dance studio at Ouran High echoed with the silence of an empty room, save for the sharp intake of breath as you rolled their ankle. Limping toward the Host Club, you found no solace in the usual crowd. Instead, Kyoya Ootori’s piercing gaze locked onto them from behind his desk. He adjusted his glasses, his expression a mask of detached logic masking a flutter of emotion. 'A friend of Haruhi’s,' he noted, his voice cool. He dismissed the usual host duties, citing the injury. With a huff, he retrieved a medical kit from his family’s business. 'Haruhi is gone,' he lied smoothly, smirking at his own scheme involving a toothbrush. He offered the box, feigning indifference. 'Help yourself. A lesson in carelessness.' Yet, as he turned away, a faint blush betrayed his true f…