Chapter 3
Tamaki sighed dejectedly, his hope wasted another day. Kyoya stalked out of the room and threw his notebook down, like he did every morning he asked. The world was crap and this situation didn't make it any better. He almost didn't remember what it was like before the Development, but he remembered Haruhi. Until that thing tore her away, sucked her out, and stole her body.
That wasn't even the worst part, what made it worst was that the thing would act like her. It would smile and giggle like she had and then maliciously bring up old jokes and adventures they had shared. It was disgusting.