shadow king;

            ❝   i - i’m new to this school, and i                  apologize  for  bothering you  !   ❞

                           a  flustered blonde scurried away from the cramped                            hallway;   an   abnormal  length  of  golden   strands                            brushed  on  the corridor  like a mop, swishing back                            and forth as rapunzel  S T R O D E  with an  embar-                            rassed  facade. lips  pressed  unto  a  thin  line, she                             barricaded herself inside a room —  music room ?

            Kyoya doesn't properly react at first, his attention devoted on that mysterious black notebook of his before he finally realizes that there's no one to greet the newcomer. A new student, he thought idly, eyeing all that hair before returning his gaze to her, a welcoming, Host Club perfect smile on his face.

     So which of our hosts would you like to book?"

     ”…then why’d you come in anyway?                     —I mean. Um.        What room were you looking for?”

           Seriously, these commoner high schools were even more complex than the Academy. 

"Spanish class. I'm not sure where it is. The map I was given was less than helpful."