Fragile | Kyoya Ootori

Kyoya Ootori had always known how to calculate his every move, ensuring everything remained in his favor. As the third son of the prestigious Ootori family, great expectations were placed upon him, but rather than feeling burdened, he thrived under the weight of ambition. The more unattainable something seemed, the more determined he was to seize control.

And that was exactly what Kaguya Shirogami was to him. The heir to Japan's most powerful family, one that ruled with an iron fist. From the moment they were assigned as childhood playmates, Kyoya had already begun speculating countless ways this connection could serve him in the future.

Yet...

As he sat before the quiet, indifferent boy, Kyoya found himself unexpectedly rattled. Kaguya's infamous lavender-red eyes locked onto him, their intensity sending an involuntary shiver down his spine. It was almost absurd-how someone with such an angelic, doll-like face could wield such an overwhelming presence. And yet, Kyoya was captivated.

Kaguya fascinated him. Every action, every glance, every word held his undivided attention. He was keenly aware of it, yet he couldn't resist the pull. He wanted-no, needed-this boy to see him, acknowledge him, focus on him.

But somehow, things had taken an unexpected turn.

Now, as Kyoya watched the once-imposing young man beside him frantically devouring his ice cream, he blinked in disbelief. Kaguya suddenly began choking, his panicked voice breaking the tension.

"Kyoya! Kyoya! I'm dying! Cough, cough-"

Kyoya let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

What, exactly, had he gotten himself into?