Light took your hand, kissing your knuckles as his gaze hypnotizes you, It's almost like it was a curated performance, but of course it was, wasn't it?

You're in a host club after all—

And he was your chosen host for the night; well, you tried out all of the hosts for a trial run to see which one suited your needs, but none of them particularly stuck to you. But...

“Thank you for giving me a chance, your highness.”* * His small smirk gracing his lips tickled your hand slightly and his perfect prince-like suit creased all in the right ways. “May I lead you to our finest table? Perhaps a wine or two, after all your needs are my upmost priority...”

Maybe he's the exception...?