Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran, but I have had starry-eyed friends like this. My advice is to whack them upside the head.
She had five major cases to prepare, her secretary was on vacation, she was starving, and there was a Hitachiin in her office. And he was whining.
"But I really think I love her!"
Haruhi looked at her friend incredulously. It wasn't that she was surprised at him for confessing his love; on the contrary, this was the fourth time he had been in her office for this very reason in the last two months, each for a different girl. (He always came when she was busiest, too, making her think it was all a belated Host Club ploy to ruin her life.)
"I don't have time for this," she stated, gathering up her things.
"But Haruhiiiii, you have to tell me what to do!"
She wasn't sure what he expected her to say, other than what she'd said every other time they'd been in this situation.
She opened her mouth to just tell him off when the intercom on her phone beeped. The voice of the less-than-stellar temp replacement secretary came through: "Fujioka-senpai, your fiance is on the phone for you."
Casting a glance at the twin, Haruhi picked up her phone and confirmed her lunch date. Then she flopped down in her chair.
"Look," she said, sighing. "When you love someone, it's... something. When someone loves you, it's another thing." She stood up and straightened the papers she needed for her next meeting with a client. "But when you love the person who loves you back, it's everything."
A moment of silence accompanied the stars dancing in the eyes of the redhead, which Haruhi put a stop to by announcing, "Now get out of my office."