Haruhi woke up with her face all red and puffy. The night before she'd gotten a phone call from Tamaki.
"Um, Haruhi? We have to talk…" She shifted uncomfortably at those words.
"Um, okay? What about? You have to cancel our dinner plans or something?" They've been a couple for a few months now, and everyone at school knows she's a girl. She's still in the host club, yet she's entertaining boys while Tamaki still entertained girls. She pushed up her glasses (he wasn't here, so why wear contacts?) and waited.
"It's not that… I will just say this quickly. I think we need to break up." And just like that he hung up.
Haruhi just sat there with the phone still glued to her ear as if waiting for more. The she started. The tears overflowed and even though she tried, she couldn't keep her dad from overhearing.
"Hanī? Is everything all right?" He slid her door open and saw her crying. He sat down on her bed and heard her explain everything.
"Well," he said after she finished, "I always thought he was a little kimyōna. I mean, no straight man, (besides me!) can act that giddy and happy all the time." After a couple of minutes of soothing her down and consoling her, she finally went to sleep.
Ryoji silently slid her door back and went straight to the phone. He called the one person that he thought would cheer her up.
"Hello? Yes, is this the Ootori residence?"