Classes are finished; they weren't so bad. I am a little nervous about visiting the Host Club, partly because I don't know where Music Room 3 is. I resign myself to getting lost. I mean, most people would just go home, but I promised. Suddenly, the dark-haired guy from earlier, the one who made me blush, appears at my side. I realize he looks familiar, but I can't place where I've seen him.
In perfect, unaccented English, he says to me, "Miss Lucy, I could not help but notice that you seem to be lost. May I escort you to Music Room 3?"
I blush again, and stammer, "Um… How did you…"
He smiles again, and I feel my face getting redder, "Hunny-senpai informed me that you would be visiting the Host Club. I hope it is not an inconvenience. If it is, I will be happy to have one of the Ootori vehicles transport you home, but I do hope you will stay."
Kyoya Ootori. A suave, intelligent, handsome young man with a kind heart. Smart enough to realize that I did not recognize him. Kind enough to casually jar my memory without embarrassing me. The, let's face it, HOTTEST! guy I have ever seen, asking to escort me! "Oh, Ootori-san, I would be honored. I have no intention of breaking my promise to Hunny-senpai."
I realize that my tone was cold, and I blush. Me blushing seems to be a recurring pattern, now. I fear that he will think me rude, but he sets my mind at ease. Smiling, he replies, "Please, Miss Lucy, call me Kyoya."
I look him square in his slate-grey eyes, "Only," I stipulate, "If you call me Lucy. No "miss." Just Lucy."
He smiles. "Agreed."