"As the King of the Host club I welcome you to Charisma High. Please enjoy your time here." Byakuran held the other's hand in his own running his thumb over the knuckles before placing a kiss on them. "If you need anything, I am Byakuran, a senior here. Look for me, I'm not hard to miss."
—; The disgust and incredible displeasure written clearly on the teen’s face, it took everything Gareki had not to accidentally punch the albino (old habits die hard, after all).
Prying his hand away from the other’s grasp, he shook it a few times before saying. “Uh, sure, whatever.” Yeah, he’d definitely be avoiding the guy named ‘Byakuran’ for a while.