"I love her. I don't love her. I love her. I don't love her."
These words wouldn't stop their endless loop through my mind. Ouran High Schools own honor student, Haruhi Fujioka. After receiving the news that we would be welcoming a commoner, I took it upon myself to make sure that this person would not tarnish the name of our school; for merits of course. She exceeded all of my expectations, and I had the pleasure to meet her on her first day.
I was sitting in my usual seat looking for ways to optimize club profits; a normal day in the life of Kyouya Ootori. School had just been dismissed for the day, and it was looking to be a normal day for the host club until she came in looking for a quiet place to study. Tamaki, the idiot, assumed she was a he, which considering her outfit anyone would make that assumption, turned up the charm in order to impress the new transfer student. She was so flustered by the whole ordeal that she backed into the vase that we were planning to auction off at our next event. Of course, this was a decoy, for who would put the actual thing out in the open, but at that moment I came up with an idea on how to maximize profits; things were going to get very interesting.
As the months went by I found myself looking forward to club activities more and more. At first, I just thought it was because the club was bringing in more costumers than ever but I soon started to realize that it was due to the newest addition to our little club. After the Ouran Fair when she stood up to my father, which I'm betting no one had ever done, I realized that I was in love with the commoner known as Haruhi Fujioka. This is our story.