Nodoka and The Inevitable | ohshc

06 | kyouya

This day has been very typical for Kyouya.

The usual routine of groggily getting out of bed, dragging himself to the showers, fixing his appearance until he was satisfied, munching breakfast and then planning to survive another chaotic day with his mates.

Currently, he was sitting in class; the second to the last period before their club activities start.

And instead of listening to his teacher blabber away, his mind flew off; to other things that he shouldn't particularly care about. Like Nodoka Kitagawa, for example.

A day has passed since she replied. Calculating the chances, he will probably never get an answer. Then again, he won't end up alone. The Host Club is there for him. But it would be nice to have another normal human being to talk to other than Haruhi.

If Nodoka truly is normal because, who knows, she might be at some extent, defiantly out of her mind. And Kyouya sees her nearly every day when pacing down the halls. He observed that there was something strange about her antics so there's no doubt that Nodoka would be a little out of what he's used to.

Because he never saw someone look so shy in a different way. While some girls are shy and had that cute radiance to them that draws everyone in, Nodoka's whole being just screams isolation that tends to drive people away and avoid conversing with her.

He never saw someone trying their best to indemnify themselves from the world (with the exception of the Hitachiin twins, of course) and its people who could pry every little thing out of them.

He never saw someone so enigmatic with a journal to match. Sure he knew her full name, mother and father's name, date of birth, age, blood type, her old school, her standing in life and the like but it was not enough.

To him, she was an incomplete puzzle. The pieces were there ... but arranging them would've been very hard and once you do, they were only the general things. It wasn't enough to know the meaning behind the puzzle. It wasn't enough to know her completely.

So when dismissal came around and the students had left, he tries again, in hopes of seeing a response. 

And when she does, he couldn't be any more delighted.

"Who are you and what made you think that you have the rights to snoop around other people's stuff?"