There’s this girl Kyoya often sees around. In school she mostly does her own thing, she passes by him in the hallway with a pretty smile on her face. He sees her sometimes in the Host Club too, not particularly as a guest as she only drops by to talk to Haruhi. Always in her own world.

He, oddly enough, wants to be part of that world. Her world.

Though he was content from watching her from afar for awhile, fate seemed to have other plans when he felt a body bump right into him.

“Ah— oh…”