The first day of my second year of high school started off like any other school day. I got up, got dressed, and left for school at the same time I always have. I've been going to Ouran since I came to Japan a long time ago. I had been a popular face among the female students and an envious one among the male due to the former popularity. Everyone knew who I was for some reason and I made it a goal of mine to know each and every one of them as well. I didn't want to be seen like an approachable deity. I wanted to be just like them. The attention was only superficial and never got to my head.

At least that's what I like to believe, anyway.

Hikaru and Kaoru looked grossed out as I entered their classroom. The Hitachiin twins were finally in the high school building. They were the youngest in our group of friends by a year, next to Kyoya and I who were second years and Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai who were seniors. Now, we were all together. In different grades, but together none the less.

"What's up with you, boss?" Hikaru asked. He turned around in his desk to face me instead of the handheld game he was playing with his brother.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. Was there something on my face? Was my uniform missing something? I was running a little late this morning so maybe I missed a portion of it.

"You're walking funny," he said.

"Yeah. It's like you're the Queen of England or something," Kaoru added.

"How so?"

"You're walking so proudly and everyone's saying good morning like you own the place," Hikaru said.

"Well my dad is the-"

"Not what we mean."

"I don't understand what's up then. Maybe I'm showing off my confidence in how the new school year is going to go!" I flipped a piece of blonde hair away from my face as an added effect. This caught the attention of other students in the room. It also casted a distasteful expression on the redheads' faces.

"Maybe it's something wrong with your head," they said in unison. It still scares me how they manage to do that. Can they read each other's mind because they were in the womb together or something?

"It's no different from usual, sadly."

I jumped and shrieked at the voice behind me only to find it was Kyoya. He stood behind me with his arms crossed and his glasses being readjusted. That and his perfect black hair made him look all the more mysterious and cool. Now, even more people were paying attention to our conversation.

"Morning, Kyoya," Kaoru greeted.

"Good morning. Tamaki, you know homeroom is about to start, right?" Kyoya said, directing his attention towards me after greeting the Hitachiin.

"No, it's- really?" I looked at the wall clock and saw the minute hand on the three and the hour hand on the eight.

"How long do you intend on staying here?" the boy with glasses asked.

"Not much longer."

"Sure, boss."

"Come on, we're going."

Kyoya dragged me by the arm out of the classroom. We were met by a group of five students standing outside of the door, politely waiting until we exited so they could enter without squishing either of us.

"Good morning, Tamaki and Kyoya-senpai," the group smiled.

"Good morning, my ready-to-learn underclassmen!" I replied cheerfully.

Kyoya pulled me along harder past the line of first years. At the end of the line, I noticed a person in a normal grayish sweater and khaki pants. It was nothing remotely close to the Ouran uniform consisting of a purple blazer and black slacks.

"Come on, now." My best friend yanked my arm harder and directed me to our second year homeroom.

"Did you see that person back there?" I asked him once we got settled in our seats. We still had a minute or two to spare to talk before the homeroom bell rang.

"What person?"

"The one in the odd clothes outside Hikaru and Kaoru's class."

"I don't know who you're talking about."

"I could have sworn I saw someone. Maybe it's a new student or teacher." I think about the possible options silently in my head. "Oh! What if they're a psychopath that came to murder us!" I gasped.

Kyoya throws me a sidewards glance from his seat beside me. "I'm sure they are."

The conversation ended as we entered our class. The teacher gave each of us a kind smile and nodded towards our seats. "I told you we weren't going to be late," I whispered to Kyoya. He just glared and shushed me.

As the class went on, I couldn't help but think about who it was I saw in the hall. I know it was probably unimportant and irrelevant, but it just itched at the back of my mind. It probably wasn't a serial killer or else we would have heard something by now. No one else seemed to notice them. What if it was a ghost?!

I took out a small piece of paper from my notebook to ask Kyoya. I slid the paper carefully onto his desk and was unseen by the teacher. Kyoya took one look at it and glared at me almost immediately. He scribbled something on the same paper and handed it back to me.

Does your idiocy have an off button?

I crumbled up the paper and sighed. Of course, he wouldn't understand.

Another paper from Kyoya slid onto my desk.

Why are you so worked up over it?

I feel like I've seen them before or something. I don't know. I just have a weird feeling.

You're full of weird feelings, you do realize, right? If it's so important to you that it keeps you from focusing in class, I'll look into it.

"Yay! Thank you, Kyoya!" I cheered. I jumped out of my seat to hug him before I saw the twenty pairs of eyes staring back at us, including the teacher.

"Suoh-san, step outside please," the teacher said, pointing to the door with the marker she was using to write notes on the board that I didn't notice until now.

"Uh, right. Sorry, sensei."

I sulked over to the door and stood against the wall. I sighed and stared out the window to see sakura trees outlining the school and the wind blowing their petals all over the place. Ouran was so huge that you'd probably never see the same petal twice once it was blown away. That's what I always liked about this school. It felt like a whole different world compared to the outside. I didn't know much about commoners, but they would probably think this was a castle or something. I always feel happy here like it's where I belong. I wonder if I'm the only one that thinks this way.

"Woah. I didn't know the sakura trees bloomed this early."

I turned to the side to see someone looking out the window a few doors down the hall. I stepped back as I recognized the poor looking khakis and gray sweater.

The person turned towards me and also stepped back. "Oh, I didn't mean to disturb you." The voice was low and raspy and I wouldn't have heard it if we weren't the only ones in the hall.

Before I could respond, they walked away back into their class. Maybe they really were a ghost the way they just appeared and vanished like that. I wonder if Kyoya can actually find anything.

I looked up to see which class they went into and saw it was the same class as Hikaru and Kaoru.

Maybe Kyoya wasn't the person I should be asking to find information.

Author's Note

It's totally been forever since I last updated this or anything on this site, but I'm not dead...surprisingly...A lot has happened in my personal life in the last few months that have kept me from writing, but I'm slowly getting my muse back and hopefully will be able to finish what I started all those months (or years, I've lost count :P) ago. Thank you to everyone who's been supporting this story in my absence and I deeply apologize to everyone who has waited so long for an update. ^_^

Until next time, sayonara~!