On the inside of Kyoya’s handsome appearance was a cold man, only going after what gives him a benefit.

He had a fake smile on his face as his incompetent classmates tell him all about events their own families are going to host.

”Hm, perhaps I’ll join stargazing with my classmate. This is an opportunity to meet their father after all.” Kyoya thought to himself before taking a seat at his desk.

You were a new student in the class, the teacher introducing you before telling you to find an available seat. Kyoya was intrigued. He didn’t know your face, nor did he know your name.