I walk into the classroom hesitantly, not sure what to expect. Not many people join Ouran High School mid-term, and I probably will have to work extra hard to catch up on the work that everyone else has already completed. Our departure from France was very abrupt, but it had to be that way.

Class hasn't started yet, so everyone is sort of milling about, just talking. I notice two identical twins talking to a brown-haired guy. Looking a little closer, one twin has black hair parted to the right and the other has red hair parted to the left. And the guy they're talking to looks a little feminine.

"What're you staring at?" The dark haired twin asks, grinning mischievously, and I blush in surprise.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just thinking, you guys are identical twins, so it's unusual for your hair color to be different." I stammer.

"Oh, Hikaru dyes his hair so we can be told apart." The red-haired one replies. "I'm Kaoru, and Hikaru has the dark hair." He continues. He seems almost a little nicer than Hikaru.

"I'm Haruhi Fujioka, by the way." The brunette guy says. His voice is a little high-pitched. Very feminine.

"I'm Etsu Moreau." I smile, walking over.

"Japanese name, French surname. Why is that?" Haruhi asks.

"My grandmother is Japanese, but she married a Frenchman so my father was born and grew up in France. When my grandfather died, my grandmother moved back to Japan. She just recently suggested my family move to Japan and live with her, so that is why I am joining Ouran mid-term." I answer.

"You should come visit the host club and talk to Tamaki-senpai. He grew up in France as well." Haruhi smiles.

"Host club?" I ask, unsure of what they mean.

"Well – " The twins start to speak in unison.

"You'd have to just come and see." Haruhi cuts them off.

"Okay." I give a hesitant laugh. I glance around the room and realize a lot of people are looking at me, then whispering to each other. "Why are they looking at me?" I ask, fidgeting with my hair.

"Because your hair is blonde." An unfamiliar voice says behind me, and I spin around in surprise. The girl who spoke is a bit taller than me, with dark eyes and beautiful black hair that travels in waves all the way down to her upper thighs.

"Because my hair is blonde?" I question.

"Yes, it is quite uncommon here. Your blue eyes are also exotic." She smiles. She has a sly sort of look about her. "Oh, how rude not to introduce myself. I am Ryoko Hayashi."

"It is nice to meet you, I am – "

"Etsu, the transfer from France, I know. Your father's business is in banking, correct?" Ryoko finishes for me.

"Yes, how did you know?" I ask, shifting uncomfortably.

"I know a lot of things." Her coy smile is slightly disconcerting as she walks away and sits down.

"She is perfect for Kyoya-senpai." Hikaru and Kaoru say in unison, shaking their heads.

"Who is Kyoya-senpai?" I question.

"He is a friend from a grade above us." Kaoru says.

"Yes, you will meet him if you visit the host club." Hikaru continues. Do they say everything as a pair?

"I will be sure to visit then." I laugh. A moment later, everyone sits and the class starts. But what is this host club they kept mentioning? I guess I will find out.

I enter the doors to music room #3. I glance around, shocked at the sight before me. There are so many girls here, and the girls are in five different groups. One group surrounds the twins I met earlier, and another around Haruhi. There's a young boy who looks like he's in elementary school with an older, taller student with him who seem to be attracting a lot of attention.

The last two groups surround two boys who seem to be complete opposites. The first is an extremely attractive boy with black hair, glasses, and a cool look about him. The other is just as attractive, but blonde with blue eyes. This is the one they must've been talking about. The French one. Did they say his name was Tamaki?

"Don't be shy princess, come in." I blush furiously as Tamaki takes my hand and pulls me inside the room.

"T-thank you." I smile.

"Your hair is so beautiful, like a river of gold flowing over your shoulders." His flattery continues and I laugh a little. "Do you happen to be from Europe?" He asks.

"Yes, France."

"I grew up there." He smiles in return.

"Eh, Etsu, you came." The twins walk over, speaking together.

"Yeah." I smile shyly.

"You know, Kaoru was hoping for you to come." Hikaru says.

"Hikaru, don't embarrass me." Kaoru blushes; something about this feels like a performance.

"Kaoru, I meant no harm. I promise I will make it up to you later, when we are alone." Hikaru says, taking Kaoru's face in his hands.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru says quietly, blushing further. A bunch of girls nearby start to freak out over the cuteness of "brotherly love". They look like they might explode. Everything then seems to continue as normal, but I can't decide which host to go by, so I find a couch alone in order to watch what's going on. This place seems a little strange.

"It's a lot to take in at first." I glance over at Haruhi, who sits next to me.

"Yes, a little." I laugh. "I'm sorry, I'm not a great conversationalist." I look down.

"It's okay to be a little shy." Haruhi smiles. He really does look like a girl if you look closely.

"I guess so." I glance over to the guy with glasses and see that he's alone now except for the girl I met earlier, Ryoko. So he must be Kyoya. He's looking at his laptop and she sits next to him, saying something. He absent-mindedly takes a piece of her hair and wraps it around his finger. He says something back to her and she laughs.

"That over there is Kyoya-senpai. Ryoko is his fiancé." Haruhi answers my question before I even get the chance to ask.

"The wealthy are often betrothed at young ages, aren't they?" I sigh, thankful that my father does not believe in arranged marriages.

"They weren't arranged actually." Haruhi laughs. "Neither one of them will tell me exactly what happened, but I believe Kyoya-senpai removed Ryoko from a very bad situation."

"That was kind of him."

"Eh?" Haruhi blinks a few times. "Kind is not a word typically used to describe Kyoya-senpai. More like the Shadow King." He says, sounding slightly bored.

"I must go now, but I will probably come back tomorrow." I smile.

"Take care." Haruhi smiles back. I dash out of the room because my chauffeur is expecting me, but suddenly my face is met with someone's chest as I accidentally run into him, knocking us both to the ground. I push myself up from the ground a little and realize the person I ran into is Hikaru. And I'm laying right on top of him.