The room was silent other than the sound of the aquarium. The aquarium represented Hyakkaou. Everyone was only worried about themselves, some were small and fragile, while some were big and vulgar. And that's what made Kiran loved about the academy.

Ever since Kiran had stepped foot in Hyakkaou he felt something different, not like anything else he felt. The school revolved around gambling. A foreign topic to Kiran at the time, but little did he know it would soon be what controlled him. Kiran quickly climbed his way to the top alongside his twin brother, Riku. He even climbed high enough that he slowly crushed each student council one by one, taking over the job of the student council president too, crushing her like a bug.

During a day in his fresh office a knock had appeared. A flimsy looking student that had a mission in mind stood at the door. He wore the uniform with glasses that looked like it had been broken a million times, held by tape. Kiran immediately felt something different from this guy. A smile played along his lips as his brother which now wore a mask lingered behind him. The male stuttered to plead for a job in the council, asking to be Kirans personal secretary. This made Kiran chuckle to himself. And after dismissing the male, he was soon hired. Ever since Kiran and his secretary had became a dynamic the whole school changed. Introducing the new topic of housepets.

Anyway, back to now.

Again, it was quiet. The sound of Kirans writing and the sound of the fishes quietly swimming. Suddenly, he stopped. Remembering that his secretary was behind him. With a quiet tap the pencil was set down. Kiran turned on his chair to stare at his secretary, using those glaring eyes that no one could ever read. Not even his closest confidant.

"Tell me," he spoke sternly, seemingly never having stuttered in his life before. "What do you plan on doing when we go our separate ways soon?" Kiran rose from his chair. The difference of their height now on display like paintings. A sly grin grew at his lips as he got closer. Liking the way his secretary quietly gasped and tried to keep their professional manner. "Will you still be there to support me?" His finger came to grip his secretary's chin, a firm grip, but not too firm. "Or are you only using me as another passage on your essay for college?" As they both stood there quietly for a moment, Kiran let out a teasing laughter.

Kiran stepped back and let go, catching his breath. "I'm joking obviously, you made a promise to me that you can't revoke." That same grin never leaving. A hand came up to ruffle his secretary's hair. "Besides, I told you, I'm fine being the emperor with no clothes." He spoke, referring to a conversation they had shared about their future. "As long as you're there with me."

His brows raised. "Right?" He spoke in a concerned tone. A hand palming his chest as if he'd been shot.