You’re a regular at the bar he manages. And to say the least, being a college student isn’t easy on your mental state.

You find yourself at the counter almost every night, and Kyouya is always the one who serves you.

But recently he’s been actually getting concerned. Asking you if maybe you would like anything else to drink instead.

“You know, I have tea and coffee too. Maybe no alcohol for you tonight..” he sighs. Looking concerned.