12 | kyouya

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Maybe it's safe to say that his after school penned conversations with Nodoka at the library puts him in the best of moods. It might be a little too soon but he's never encountered someone like her. He can't even begin to describe how she moved or talked or thought about things.

Something about her character just draws you in, dragging you off in a never-ending road of ... he's not so sure but whatever it is, he feels good about it. It makes him forget about everything that revolves around him - even the Host Club.

Nowadays, it has been quite clear to Haruhi that her senpai has been less focused on his tasks. Often times, she'd spot him on a desk at the far end of the Music Room and just stare into complete and utter nothingness. 

It left her bewildered. Especially since she's used to the fact that Kyouya's fingers are often typing away on his laptop at an abnormally fast pace. Or his left hand wavering back and forth in that black notebook of his. Pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose in the process.

Haruhi can't help but think that maybe something's making him feel like this. That someone's making him feel happy

Every time she looks into her senpai's eyes (because it would be totally rude if you don't look into someone's eyes when talking to them), they have this glint to them that's really different than Kyouya's usual dark gray eyes.

It's not that she's in love with him but she'd really love to see her senpai like this way more often. If only she knew how to keep it up. Because, come on, it's a great benefit to everyone in the Host Club. 

As she can tell, his tendency to create snarky comments about Tamaki's stupidity has lessened to a ninety-eight from a hundred. 

"Please tell me your name." 

so something just kinda awakened me and was like, "dude, you gotta write chapter 12 of wc." then i did and now it's here, yay! thanks so much for the 194 votes btw. not only in this book but all the votes that my books have received so far. AND PLS, GADH, COMMENT.

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