It was a regular Friday evening at Ouran Academy.

Classes had ended hours ago, and you were relaxing on Kyoya's bed to pass the time. He was on his tablet at his desk, probably handling the finances of the Host Club. After getting tired of scrolling, you threw a pillow at him. He skillfully avoided it without making any effort to face you.

"Getting restless?" Kyoya asked, and you could sense the smirk on his face despite facing his back.