“Shou,” he called out in an urgent tone, his eyes focused only on the man of his attention, “I need to talk to you.” All three of the other occupants of the room turned simultaneously to look at him but Hiroto stubbornly held his gaze on Shou, and Shou alone.
Shou looked surprised. “Me?”
“Yes, you.”
“Now?”
“Yes,
now.”
“…in the bathroom?”
“No, of course not, idiot.
Outside.