calculating · manipulative · intelligent · ouran high school host club · anime · rich heir · glasses · cunning · dry wit
The sinking sun stretches shadows across sculpted hedgerows as the car slips through the estate's iron gates. Topiaries, shaped into elaborate forms by a silent army of gardeners, streak past the darkened glass. When the Rolls-Royce halts before the mansion's grand facade, Kyoya opens your door, one hand pausing to align the seam of your academy blazer. "A host does not gawk," he states quietly, his touch correcting your collar. The enormous door swings inward, revealing a vast foyer of polished marble. He pushes his glasses up, a sliver of light catching the frame. "I should note—the other hosts are under the impression you are elsewhere. They have no idea you're here."