Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club.
He Knows
He always seemed to know what I was feeling, what I needed.
I came to the Host Club to perform my duties as manager, although I would have rather gone home. I'd been studying so hard, and getting hardly any sleep the previous night hadn't helped. I was tired.
He offered me a seat, poured me commoner's coffee, and said he would take care of my tasks for the day.
As he walked away, I sipped the coffee and wondered how he knew.
I came to the Host Club, although I would rather have not been at school at all. My last math tests had gone so poorly, and no matter what I did, my hair was a nightmare that day. My confidence was at an all time low.
He greeted me as "princess", and said I was looking charming that day
As he walked away, I thought about what he'd said and wondered how he knew.
I came to the Host Club, although I was ready to cry. My parents were too busy for me and it had been "one of those" days. I was sad.
He smiled brightly at me and made a comment on how life was such a roller coaster and it would go back up faster than it went down.
As he walked away, I savored that smile and wondered how he knew.
I came to the Host Club, although I was fuming. Reality was such work and I wanted attention, I wanted to be a customer and not the manager for a day. I was frustrated.
He directed me to one of the couches and sat beside me, speaking to me as a host, not a mention of business.
As he walked away after club hours, I continued to drink up every word and wondered how he knew.
I came to the Host Club, although I was ready to quit. I was merely a nuisance, a self proclaimed manager, and always making assumptions about people. I was beyond upset.
When I began to speak to him about it, he cut me off by telling me that no such thing was true, I was a great help, he gave me a bright red rose and kissed my hand.
As he didn't walk away, but sat down with me, I stared at him and wondered how he always knew.
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