As she walked down the long corridor of her new school, Miss Yuuki Mitsuyo stared at the beautifully colorful courtyard through the big windows. Yuuki had belonged to a very rich family that had started in France, but most of them had died when their family estate was robbed and raided by a criminal. Since then, Yuuki had always lived with her aunt in their big mansion in Japan.
They had plenty enough money to send her to any school she so chose in any other country, even. But she decided to go to Ouran Academy, because of it's high potential. That decision now leading to where she stands at this very second.
Suddenly, Yuuki caught sight of a fellow student sitting out by a sakura tree. He had short brown hair, and almost looked like a girl. She stopped walking and looked down at him with curiousity. "Hmm..." she thought to herself. "I wonder who that cute boy is, and why he's all alone down there." She shrugged it off and walked further down the hall, in search of some people to socialize with.
Soon, she came across 2 large doors with a sign saying Music Room #3. She slowly pushed one of the doors open to see a large group of women socializing with 5 or so very handsome boys. One of them, having blonde hair and purple eyes, was the first to notice this newcomer. He smiled at her, making her blush deeply. He motioned for her to come in, and she obeyed.
She slowly walked over to him and bit her lip in shyness. "Hello, my beautiful lady," said the friendly boy. "You must be the new student here. Miss Yuuki Mitsuyo, right?" Yuuki gently bobbed her head in response to his question. "My name is Tamaki Suoh. Welcome to Ouran Academy." He smiled again at her.
"The Ouran host club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain ladies, who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran's playground for the super rich and beautiful. Tell me, young lady. What kind of boys do you like? We have many choices." He said with another smile. "Mori, the strong type. Honey, the boy lolita. Hikaru and Kaoru, the mischevious type. Or Kyouya, the cool type."
As Tamaki talked to her about each of the handsome men, she looked over at each and recieved a very attractive smile. Each smile made her blush more or less, with Kyouya and Mori making her blush the most. "And we also have one more host, who seems to be absent at the moment; Haruhi Fujioka, the honor student." Kyouya added to Tamaki's explanation.
"Is that so? I think I may have actually seen this Haruhi earlier. Does he have short brown hair and big brown eyes?" Yuuki asked. Tamaki nodded in answer to her. "Does he also look somewhat like a girl?"
Tamaki's smile faded. "Does she...know the truth?" he thought to himself, worrying about Haruhi's secret in which he hoped no one outside the host club knew. Tamaki ignored her question, and Yuuki soon forgot about it as well.
After 5 minutes of more chatting, Tamaki asked if Yuuki had chosen which host she wanted to talk to first. "Hmm, if he doesn't mind...could I chat with Kyouya?" She replied.
Kyouya smiled. He was a 2nd year host, but he had never really been requested too often. He couldn't remember if he had ever been requested before. This was going to be a very different experience...