"Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Ouran Academy. The Ouran Host club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super-rich and beautiful."

I remember the first time that blonde idiot told me this, when I first heard it, I just thought it was an overstated observation about the club he was trying to form with me. When I think about it now, it seems somewhat ironic.

But, so far everyone has been blind of my deepest and most treasured secret. If someone were to discover what I have been doing to my body then I would be beyond mortified, I would be a joke that would never be forgotten in the tabloids, my family would be ashamed. I would be sent away, believed to be defective and improper.

The saddest part of it all is that I can't stop, and I don't plan to until I'm perfect for him… I strip my undershirt and pajama bottoms, I pull out the device that effects my entire day, I step onto the scale. Waiting for it to decide my fate, 145… damn. I kick it to the corner in disgust. How did I gain weight?!

I sigh, today will be another bad day… I step in front of the mirror. When did I become so repulsive?

I style my raven hair, it's been thinning out lately, good, if that's getting thin then that means I'm getting thin to. I walk away before I cry again, I can't stand my reflection anymore, looking back at me and judging me..

'Really? You couldn't have done better? He'll never want you if you keep stuffing your face like Honey sempai!'

I get into my school uniform and slip on my glasses. I look at the mirror for one final time before I leave my room and head to a place that I know I'm safe from food, school.

I walk downstairs, grabbing my bag, passing the breakfast table, and leaving the large mansion. The maids have been giving me odd looks lately, who cares. It's not their jobs to watch over me, it's their job to scrub the toilets and wash the towels. As long as none of them speak to my father then I could care less about what they do.

I get into the sleek black limo and I am off to school. I admire the freshly blooming tulips and blue bells as I walk inside the marvelous school building.

Students are rushing to get to their next class, I am as well, the bell is about to ring. I step into class right on time as usual. Most of the students are already there, including the skinny, 6 foot, blue eyed, blonde, idiot, who I would call my best friend. Tamaki Suoh.

He looks up at me and gives me a warm and welcoming smile that he normally gives me in the morning, I smile back at him and take my seat.

He quickly turns around and stares at me, waiting for me to acknowledge him once again…

"Good morning, Tamaki" I look up from the homework I was checking over.

"Good morning Kyoya! How was your morning?" I twitch slightly, he knows very well how I wake up in the early morning, skinny bastard….

Just then, the teacher walks in and class begins. School is a hard thing to concentrate on when all you can think about is food and eating food and crying 2 minutes after eating food and vowing never to eat food again. So I sort of just zone out until our next break.

The lunch bell rings and I escape to the club room with an unwelcomed visitor following me close behind… I honestly hate it when Tamaki follows me during lunch, I obviously have something to be doing, so why can't he just go bother one of his many admirers?

I sit there and ignore him the best I can, but his constant babbling and chewing, is just too distracting so I give up on working and try to have a logical conversation with him.

"And that's why I think we should all dress as natives to a tropical island!" I raise an eyebrow at his idea.

"Tamaki, that is completely idiotic, I'm not letting you dress me half naked when the heater is on fritz again in the middle of winter, do you have any other ideas?" This should have him going for a couple hours.

He pouts. "Kyoya! You always say that my ideas for tropical wear are bad, but just a couple of weeks ago you said showing some skin is good for profits! I don't see the big deal! " He really wasn't giving up on this….

"Tamaki that's enough! Of course it's good to show some skin, but do you honestly think that we can all be toned and in shape all the time like you!" I angrily snarl at him and turn back to my laptop, but I can feel his eye's boring into the back of my skull… shit..

"What's that supposed to mean?" Tamaki asked in serious tone.

"It's nothing, forget about it…" my heart rate speeds up as he gets closer.

"Kyoya… do you think you're fat?" Tamaki asked way to concerned for me to be comfortable.

I look back at him and fake a smile, and I break out laughing, this is honestly my best escape strategy.

"You idiot, why would I even think that?" I continue to chuckle but his face doesn't perk up one bit, why does he have to be the one person who can see through me!?

"Kyoya, you've been getting pretty thin, girls don't like bony guys, they like toned young gentlemen…" I turn around… If only he knew..

"Shut up Tamaki! I told you I'm fine, lunch is almost over, let's go back class now." I walk away, leaving my love confused and concerned.

How did that even happen?

The day continues as normal as it can get from that, but just when I thought it was getting bad, it got far worse afterschool…

To be continued~

I know that sucked, but I'd still appreciate the reviews! Give me some credit, it's really early right now and this took me 2 hours to write… I hope it's not as bad as I think..

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