Summer Vacation: Rodrich is sitting/staring at his piano in his mansion during summer vacation. (Depressing background music: Wake up until April by The Promise Ring….) He is bluntly taping a sheet of empty sheet music attempting to think of a possible beginning to turn in for his summer music homework. Ludwig is sitting near by reading a cheap old lady romance novel at a couch near by. Ludwig: What are you doing? You have been sitting there staring at that damn piece of paper for over an hour now. You never seem to have troubles thinking of songs. Are you doing okay? Rodrich: To be quite honest, no. I don't know why I feel this way…I can't think straight all I think about is going back to school. To see them. Her. I can't do this… am I going crazy cousin? Ludwig:I don't know "Her" is, but honestly I don't think that you could be going crazy. You seem to be a little in love…its normal for this age to become lovey-dovey…so stop freaking out like an idiot. Rodrich: Am I really acting like a petty Italian? I was hoping that I wasn't that obvious... I can't stop thinking about her. Wait. I cannot be in love; I don't have any time for silly things like love. I have music to compose, novels published, and finish my school work. Ouran High didn't let us in for any reason, we had to be rich, and oh get grades to top anyone in the country. That's why we were shipped here, remember? Ludwig: Oh right, personally I find it funny that rich is even one of the qualifications for Ouran. Rodrich:Well actually I find it funny that you would spend so much money just to attend. That's one reason Switzerland didn't attend…He couldn't afford it. Ludwig:What's that supposed to mean you stupid Austrian sissy? Rodrich:Austrian Sissy? You…WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO STUPID?Ludwig: Go listen to some rap music! Rodrich:UGH! THAT'S IT…IM LEAVING! Ludwig:Going to find some LMFAO? Rodrich:*Slams Door of study*