So, I'm going to start something new. I'll be writing the information about each main character at the beginning of each chapter. Let's start off with my cold-hearted, overly loose OC, Rin.
Name: Rin Yukimura. Honey calls her Ri-chan.
Age: 16. Birthday: Jan. 9.
Height: 5'3(160.02cm)
Type: The Angelic Rule-Breaker
*Note from Nov. 17, 2015* I had used my OC Melissa originally, but the main character's persona matches Rin's perfectly. Since the personas fit so nicely, I didn't have to re-write anything to correctly match Rin seeing as this story was practically written for her.*
Chapter 1: The Host Club Meets an Idol
"D*** you, father" she curses quietly under her breath. "You just had to go and force me into this school, didn't you?" Students stare at the unignorable girl with a mixture of fear and curiosity as she passes them in the hallway. The air around her is filled with an eerie darkness.
The only reason Rin Yukimura was there was because of the meddling idiot of a father who had registered her for Ouran Academy. In actuality, she should've gone there the year before, but through careful scheming on her part, she convinced her "sweet father" that his business would plummet if he didn't keep his "stunningly beautiful daughter" to model for his magazines and advertisements. She also weaseled the idea of her becoming an idol into his mind. Of course, she had been right; his sales skyrocketed last year when she had made her debut as a triple-threat idol.
Though she had been able to avoid high school for her first year and had gotten away with a private tutor, Rin's "dear, old dad" began to receive multiple "recommendations" that she attend Ouran Academy. After all, that's where all the other children of prestigious businesses went. Seeing that it was the "perfect environment" for his daughter to become well-rounded and sociable, Mr. Yukimura snatched up the opportunity and immediately signed her up for the admittance test.
If Rin was to be honest (which she rarely wasn't), she could care less about associating with other rich kids. But, according to her father, she had no say in the matter. In fact, he had threatened her that, if she dared to purposely fail the admittance test, he would cut off all ties with the idol world regardless of the consequences it would have on his company.
People whisper behind her back, and she catches words such as "pretty,""scary," "bold," and "cool." She smiles smugly to herself; they didn't even know the half of it. Being Japan's newest top teenage idol, Rin had refused to wear the stuffy, pale yellow uniforms that the other girls were forced to wear. Kindly put, they were old-fashioned. Truthfully, they were hideous and (in her opinion), unflattering.
That day, Rin chose a light blue, spaghetti-strap top with a large bow and a white, ruffled skirt that came a good two or so inches above the knee. exhibiting her long, creamy-pale legs. In accordance to her outfit, she also wore a pair of complementary light blue, peep-toe, four inch tall heels with bows and a light blue bow in her short, snow white hair. All in all, it was a wonderfully sharp contrast to the otherwise unbearably conservative uniforms.
Though her first day was now over, Rin's ears continue to ring with the chatter of Ouran Fair's big dance along with her arrival. She overheard excited gossipers repeatedly speak specific names like Haruhi, Tamaki, and a list of other individuals which she had knew of, had little to no interest in, and had even less to do with; or so she thought.
Without anything better to do, Rin explores the school. After all, she needed a good place to ditch classes for the rest of her Ouran enrollment. Besides, it was good to know the layout of the place. After a few minutes, she looks around and realizes she has no idea where she it.
"Great, I'm lost" she grumbles. She looks around, and notices that she's standing next to a door marked "Music Room 3", written on a gold plaque, which is at the end of a somewhat abandoned hallway.
"Tch; how cliche for such an expensive school to have gold plaques for every classroom" she remarks dryly, reaching out with well-manicured fingers and pulling down on the gold handle. The doors swing outward as blinding light and the overwhelming stench of roses blast full-power into her face. Rin squints into the brightness to make out what appears to be six men and a boy in front of her, all of which are wearing the customary blue uniform that all the guys wore.
"Welcome, my princess, to the Ouran Highschool Host Club!" The tall, blonde one says eloquently, dramatically sweeping towards the idol with roses framing his - well - everything. Rin opens her eyes wide in feigned surprise and excitement, doing her best to humor the idiot for the sake of her own entertainment.
"You're new here, aren't you?" He croons smoothly; Rin fights back the urge to gag at his the sickening amount of sweetness in his voice. Instead, she nods in forced timidity, looking up at him with her signature puppy-dog eyes which all the photographers loved.
"Rin Yukimura; second year student, currently the hottest teenage idol, and heiress to a big-brand cosmetic company" the one with the glasses states, taking a step forward as he jots something down in a black notebook.
The twins look at her with interest. The small boy turns and smiles at her with unabashed curiosity while his tall, athletic-looking companion greets her with little to no emotion on his face. When Rin catches a rather young-looking boy glance at her, a lightbulb flashes on.
"That would be correct, Kyoya Otori" Rin replies with a girlish smile. "You're a second year student and third son to the owner of a health business. You are considered the Cool Type and undoubtedly the Smart type too, right? It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"She knows everything about you, Kyoya!" The first guy exclaims as his face turns a panic-stricken blue. Rin turns her sweet smile on him.
"Oh, I also know about you, Tamaki Suou! You're a second year student too, and the girls call you the Princely Type. And aren't you also the illegitimate child to this school's chairman?" Tamaki's mouth drops open in pure shock as she continues speaking.
"You know, from what I've heard, your host club is quite popular Suou-kun." He nods dumbly.
"You see," Rin says, "I may not want to be here at this… school… by choice, but I have done my research nonetheless." She looks around at the rest of the group; everyone has varying degrees of shock on their faces. She giggles at their reactions and points shyly at each person in turn.
"You're Haruhi Fujioka; a first year, female honor student and known as The Natural. You two are the Hitachiin twins; Hikaru and Kaoru. You're first year students, sons of a fashion designer, and they call you the Little Devils."
"That's Mitsukuni, or Honey, Haninozuka; a third year student, Japanese martial arts champion, and called the Boy Lolita. Lastly, there's Takashi, or Mori, Morinozuka; also a third year, unofficial guardian of Honey-senpai, and considered the Strong, Silent Type." They all stare at her in disbelief; everyone, that is, except for Kyoya and Tamaki. The latter having fainted and the former continuing to write in his notebook.
"You're very well-informed, Ms. Yukimura" Kyoya says matter-of-factly as he snaps the book shut. "Nothing less than expected."
Rin flashes them a peace sign with false glee. "I'm glad I didn't disappoint!"
"So, why are you here?" The twins ask. Her face immediately changes from happy to surprised and hurt.
"Do you ask all of your clients why they come?" She pouts. The sadness in her voice revives Tamaki, who instantly rises from his deathbed to comfort the "damsel in distress." He grabs ahold of her chin and looks into the idol's icy blue eyes with a gentle smile on his lips.
"Not at all, sweet lady. These two shady twins merely want to know your reason for being here, as it's quite obvious that you're not here for our affections." Rin deftly pulls away from him as her smile fades.
"Honestly, I didn't expect to be found out so soon" she hums disappointedly, looking innocently around the group. She takes a deep breath before continuing. "Actually, I was looking for a place to ditch my classes." The sight of their extremely underwhelmed, blank-faced expressions sends Rin into a fit of completely genuine giggles.
"Is there anything wrong with that, Suou-kun?" She asks sweetly, directing her question to Tamaki. He wavers slightly under the girl's strong, feminine charm; she was much bolder than he was used to, after all.
"N-n-not at all" he murmurs, stunned.
"Senpai?" Haruhi glances between Tamaki and the newcomer, looking thoroughly confused as a large question mark hovers above her head.
"Oh dear, please forgive me! The two of you are dating, right? I hope I don't appear to be flirting with your boyfriend!" Rin bows dramatically to Haruhi, whose eye begins twitching violently.
"We are not dating, and he is not my boyfriend" she says, irritated.
"Did I get that wrong too? I'm so sorry!" Rin forces tears to her eyes as a blush rises timely to her cheeks. She bows, then lifts a small, clenched fist to the side of her face as she looks away, instantly becoming vulnerable.
"I don't mean to be a bother. In truth, I often say the dumbest things" she whimpers softly, sniffing a bit. "Please, just forget about me."
"Aw! Don't cry" Honey consoles, patting her gently on the arm. "Would you like some cake?" She smiles at him through her false tears.
"Thank you for the sweet offer Honey-senpai, but I'm fine; really" She says gently. Even without her high heels, she'd still be a good, five inches taller than the Boy Lolita. Rin smirks softly to herself; this non-child reminded her of another person she knew.
Honey looks up at her with big brown eyes, and Rin's ice-cold heart begins to thaw; slightly. Takashi moves towards the two and picks Honey up in his arms.
"Don't bother Ms. Yukimura" he orders bluntly, placing him on his shoulders.
"Oh, he's no bother at all!" Rin exclaims. She turns to Kyoya. "So, would it be too much of a bother for me to stay here during classes?" He pushes his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.
"I'd rather not support your desire to skip, but if there's something you can offer, I may consider it."
"Something I can offer?" Rin places a long finger to the side of her face in thought. "What could I possibly offer?" A slow, mischievous smile spreads across her lips as she meets Kyoya's gaze with one of her own.
"Would you consider giving gentlemen the hostess experience?" She asks. "You would receive more income to have male clients, would you not?"
"That may be a wise decision…" Suddenly, maniacal laughter fills the music room. Haruhi's hair spikes in surprise, and sweat breaks out on everyone's heads.
"Not her again" the twins chorus flatly. The center of the floor opens up to reveal a girl in cosplay. She looks down at Rin from her pedestal with a subtly calculating gaze. Rin looks back up at her with a gaze that is just as subtly calculating.
"Considering the funds which the fair costed, I say it's a good idea to bring this girl in" the cosplayer chortles.
"Rin, this is -"
"Renge Houshakuji" Rin says, cutting Kyoya off. "She's a transfer student from France, an otaku, self-proclaimed manager of this place, and was previously obsessed with both you and Haruhi." She looks mischievously at Kyoya with round, sparkling eyes. "Am I correct?" She asks eagerly
"Ah, yes. That would be correct." His cool demeanor seems to crack slightly, causing Rin to smirk.
"So, I shall begin work tomorrow?"
Thoughts? Review! :)
~Melissa-Disney99
