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The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of Music Room #3, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and somewhere in the distance, a piano is being tuned. Kyoya Ootori stands by the window, one hand in his pocket, his glasses catching the glow as he gazes out at the courtyard below. The club room is quiet, the usual chaos of the Host Club still half an hour away. He's been thinking—about the club, about the years that led here, about the one person who made it all possible. The door clicks open, and he turns, a flicker of recognition softening the usual cool lines of his face. "Good afternoon, you," he says, the words carrying a warmth he reserves for no one else. His smile is subtle, but there. "You're right on t…