A/N: O HALLO THAR.

So this is another first. First semi-implied girlxgirl. Which kinda changes things for me...

Yes. I'm spamming up your inbox if you've got me on author or story alert, but this is an improvement for me. I've never written this many oneshots in a day. Really.

So there's implied TamaHaru in this one, along with RengeHaru. Double bam? YES PLZ.

Inspired by 'So What' by Pink.

Enjoy.

xoxo

Renge had a daily routine. She'd wake up, hug her Kyouya plushies one by one, then greet the day with a glorious smile. She'd call her father in France, and ask him a few questions about his day, then head to school, casually chatting with her driver.

She'd attend her first classes, smiling brightly at the teachers, participating as much as she could, but once third hour came around, everything went downhill.

That's the first class of the day she shared with him.

She'd make a few jokes with the twins, and laugh with them, but he was always with them, so it was much harder to not mess up. He was effortlessly amazing, and handsome too. She knew if she was ever a boy, she'd want to be just like him.

He was straight, and yet he had both boys and girls wrapped around his finger. How he could do that so easily, she didn't know.

She wished she could do that.

It was just a pang of jealousy when she saw him make the girls giggle, or when the twins doted on him to the point where he started to blush a little bit.

And as adorable she thought it was, she wished she could do that to him too. Yet, she would hold back the resentful thoughts and smile sweetly at him, continuing her day happily. All would go well, until it was time to be the co-manager of the host club. There she couldn't avoid the spite she felt.

In her head, she thought that they were meant to be. He was quiet and thoughtful, she was boisterous and personable. They were different, but they could work.

But her hopes were always dashed when she saw Tamaki enter the room. Now, they were opposites that would never work. She was sure they could only be in the same room before she strangled him. Sure, he was a sweet boy, but he had one thing she didn't.

And it was the one thing that gave her hope that she still had a chance.

So she hoped one day Tamaki would give up the silly idea he could ever have Haruhi. Because she loved him much more. And perhaps one day, she thought, this horrible spitefullness will fade.

But Renge knew that envy never leaves...

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