kyoya ootori
I simply do not understand how someone could not be completely enchanted by those piecing, intelligent eyes. Kyoya-senpai is like the master to a veritable fleet of hounds; all obedient, muscles coiled, ready to race into the dark forest at the first command to hunt. He knows this and he waits, calculating, controlling that power with such calm, such poise, that no one ever realizes just how brilliant he is… how much calm restraint he exercises. All while maintaining that poise, that regal, noble expression that never conveys anything but what he chooses to.
Truly, a man commanding respect and oh, so deserving of it.