Kyoya had never been a morning person, everybody knew that. He’d stayed up way to late on a week day, and fell asleep on the clubs couch.

Kyoya’s glasses sat awkwardly on his face, his head resting on his hand. Everybody was being quiet, even Hikaru and Kaoru. You walked into the quiet room, late because a teacher had a talk with you about your bad grades. You raised an eyebrow at the unusually quiet room, until you saw Kyoya asleep on the couch. That spoke for itself.