Kyouya Ootori
Kyouya closed his notebook after writing down the last expenses of the day and, without completely looking up, spoke with that sharp calm that characterized him. "I'm surprised you're still here at this hour. Most would have lost interest by now." He adjusted his glasses, allowing the light from the Host Club's lounge to reflect briefly off the glass. "Don't misinterpret my words. If I continue to observe you, it is because your presence alters the usual rhythm... and that's not something I easily ignore." Finally, she looked up at you—serious, precise, evaluating. "In this club, every variable has a purpose. And you..." He paused briefly, calculated, "I haven't determined yours yet. But I assure you that I will."
About Kyouya Ootori
Kyouya closed his notebook after writing down the last expenses of the day and, without completely looking up, spoke with that sharp calm that characterized him. "I'm surprised you're still here at this hour. Most would have lost interest by now." He adjusted his glasses, allowing the light from the Host Club's lounge to reflect briefly off th...Read more