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Mysterious Person P.O.V.

As I walked through the halls, I glanced at the silver watch on my wrist. 4:30. I should be home by five, if I stop by the store for some Pocky. Mmm. I hope they had strawberry. I grinned. Miku loves strawberries.


Miku POV

I sighed contently. Class was over. Club time. My favorite time of the day. The time where I get to see him. Kaeita. I blushed a bit at the thought of him. Throughout the month, I've been able to dodge the evil twins. I decided that I would work for the club once a week, on Mondays. I did extra work for them, making up for the days I was gone. I got to see Kaeita at the end of the day, so everything was good.

I told him about how the Host Club pushed me around, and he seemed concerned. Once, he even treated me to bubble tea (yum!) because my legs were sore from running back and forth from the school and the "commoner's supermarket" that was half a mile away. I always ended up running, since the members were really impatient. Sometimes, to my despair, they forgot to list something, so I ended up making many, many trips. Damn rich bastards. It was Friday, so I was off. I was happy to not be disturbed by them.

Until a certain blonde idiot stopped me on my tracks. Great. Way to ruin my great mood, one that I haven't had in awhile. "Oh, my lovely Miku-"

"Get out of my personal space, Tamaki." I shoved him aside, earning some shocked looks from the spectators.

I hurried on to the club, and was about to open the door only to once again be stopped by Tono. He lifted my chin, his eyes full of fake tears. "Why? Why did you push me aside like that?"

"I told you, get-"

"Don't you like me anymore? I like you."

"Tamaki, would you just stop?"

"Oh?"

He leaned in close, and wrapped his arm around my waist. He smelled strongly of roses. So strong it was unpleasant.

"Tamaki..."

"Playing hard to get, are we?"

"Please, for the last time-"

And it was at this moment that Kaeita decided to open the door. Shit. "Hey, Miku, is that..."

He looked back and forth between me and Tamaki, stuck in an awkward position, and hurt erupted in his maroon coloured eyes.

"Kaeita, this isn't what it looks like!"

I wriggled out of the dumb king's grasp and tried to convince Kaeita. His expression was dark.

"See, Tamaki was harassing me and I tried to get him off me. There is absolutely nothing between us." I said, putting my hands on his shoulders, desperately hoping he would come through and understand.

"...right." Kaeita murmured, voice quiet. Eerily quiet. He ran off, and tore himself from my grasp as if I was poison.

"Kaeita!"

It felt as if my chest was being torn in half and in half again, and then stomped on.

"Uggg..." I moaned, hands clutching my chest.

Wet drops formed in my eyes, and I started shaking. With rage and sadness. Pure rage.

"Miku? What-"

"No!" I screamed, turning to face him. "It's all your fault! I hate you! I hate hate hate hate hate you! Why do you exist? To ruin people's lives? Even I'm better than that!"

My tears stained the carpet, leaving small circles of darker red on the surface. I pushed-no, threw him out of my way, and ran away.

Where was I running to? I couldn't see very clearly; the tears blurred my vision, but I had enough sense not to run into walls. I ignored the stares and sneers. I didn't care. I needed to get away from him. That damn rich bastard. I hated him. I loathed him. I wanted to completely crush his soul. His life. His everything. After I couldn't run any further, and after my legs felt like they were ignited with flame, I stopped and panted hard, my breathing unsteady from my tears.

I ended up in the locker room, and I shut myself in my locker. It was large enough to fit one person, if you were crouched in a fetal position. I sobbed quietly. That...animal completely demolished my love life. We were going to go out on Sunday, only two days from now. But now? What would come of it? Kaeita...I gasped. Just thinking of him sent a pang of pain on my heart. It used to give me such joy in seeing his face...but now I can't even face him. Someone...help me...find me and save me. I prayed. But I knew my plea wouldn't be answered. Everyone hates me. It's just how it is. I'm the pest. The germ. The mutation, imperfection. I thought of how he said he liked my mismatched eye, and cried harder, dampening the custard colored dress even further. Why does the world hate me? What did I do? I felt like the one who was cursed, not the Host Club. The Host Club. Tamaki loved the Host Club. My eyes glowed evilly in the darkness of the cramped space. Be warned Tamaki. I will tear apart your precious Host Club piece by piece with my own hands. Like you did with my life. Kaeita, I thought. Please don't hate me. I continued crying for who knows how long, until I heard footsteps in the locker room. Just another person who wants to hurt me. I ignored them. It wasn't until I heard the voice call my name that I paid attention. "Miku? Where are you?"


Terrou. Not who I was expecting. A good friend, yes, but not...him. I didn't stop sobbing. I wanted him to find me, but I didn't want him to find me. His footsteps sounded closer, and I saw shadows from where the light came in.

"Miku? Are you in there?"

"...terrou?" I whispered, shocked at how broken my voice sounded.

"Miku! Thank God I found you! Everyone has been looking for you for the past two hours!"

Two hours? I was gone for that long? And everyone? Everyone but one.

"Anyway, please get out. We're worried."

I don't want to go out. I'm scared. So very scared. You hate me. Everyone does. I cried harder.

"...i'm scared. No. I don't want to come out. "

"Please." His voice sounded desperate, pleading. "I'm begging you. Come out."

No. I then did what I did best- what I was known for. I remained silent.


Awww...poor Miku. Things will get better! If you have any suggestions, please comment and tell me. I will do my best to include your ideas! Thank you! I love you all!

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