Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club and it's characters (I wish I did lmao jk) but I do own Izumi chan and other characters. So anyways I hope you enjoy and review please!


But just then, some guy behind me said, "Hey Ren-chan, how come you get to have Izu-chan all to yourself?"

"WTF? My name is Izumi! None of that Izu-chan crap!" I wanted to yell but held myself back with great difficulty.

I was supposely the "innocent" type.

"Well, because she likes me and not you," Ren-chan said.

"That's not-" I was interrupted by another boy.

"Hi my name is Yoshi Suzuki," that boy said taking out his hand.

I smiled and said, "Nice to meet you Yoshi-kun," and shook his hand.

Renge was too busy arguing with boy behind me to notice anything.

Surprisingly, after I shook his hand and was about to let go of it, he held on to it tight and then kissed it.

"I guess people here have lots of manners," I thought, blushing.

"Yo Yoshi! Why are you sexually harassing a student?! And she's new too!" a random guy said (kidding of course).

Maybe I was wrong about the manners part ...

"Oh that's Yuu but just ignore him," Yoshi said.

I smiled shyly and nodded obediently.

Yes, I'm pretending to be the innocent person so i can kick their asses later.

The only reason I was acting nice and all was because I knew if i had bad manners at this school, I would be kicked out really soon and my mom wouldn't want that.

Oh I forgot to tell you -I'm more of a punk type than anything else. I'm clumsy, mean and pretty.

I was just kidding about the pretty part.

Well I don't think I'm pretty because ... I just don't and I never had a boyfriend before.

I fell in love once and that was when I was around 6 years old.

The only people I loved was my mom, sister, and my childhood love.

But he had left me a long time ago.

I know I should just give up on the guy but he was my everything

Oh did I also forget to tell you that I had amnesia.

I had forgotten how he looked like because I was in a car accident, hit my head and almost died.

But I do remember his name starts with a H.

I remember us marking each other's wrists with each others initials to show that we were each other's "property."

I had a scar in the shape of a H on my wrist and he probably still has a I on his.


Well that's the end of that and I hope you enjoyed because I sure did (in writing this I mean) lmao this is so fun writing this story. Well please review and stay tune for the next one! )) Happy Valentines day everyone!!