Kasanoda tenses as he reaches for the door to the host club. Even after visiting Haruhi there several times over, he can’t seem to get used to the feeling. If it wasn’t for the fact that nobody else knew that Haruhi is a girl, he wouldn’t feel so nervous about going to see her. All of the female students stare at him so intently that it’s like being completely exposed. Above all else, that was the worst part.
With a steadying breath come and passed, he walks in and heads straight for where Haruhi sits waiting for him on the sofa.
She smiles upon seeing him. “Hey, Kasanoda. How’ve you been? It must be a week since you were last here.”
He blushes immediately, his legs shaking as he sits down. “H-hey, Haruhi. Yeah, a week sounds right. I’m okay. H-how have you been?”
Haruhi chuckles at his usual standoffish demeanor as she pours each of them a cup of coffee. “I’ve been good. Things around here have been pretty busy th