I hate this.

"Okay, class. This here is Tsukimiya Akira. He's a little late in entering school this year, but do get along with him." the teacher, Ms Nakamura says, smiling a sickly professional smile to the whole class.

"Tch," I tutted, turning away from her and the class. I get into a fight with my parents and I end up here? This is absolutely ridiculous.

"So, uh...Tsukimiya-san...?" Ms Nakamura turns to me, trying to catch my attention, "Your seat is beside Honey-kun."

As she said that, a hand was raised, the petite blond boy quickly getting up excitedly. "That's me!" he exclaimed, "Over here, over heree!"

Great, I thought, a freaking brat. Right beside me. What's an elementary school kid doing in the high school division?

Reluctantly, I headed over without another word. As a reached where the brat was, I stared down at him. I was sending him the angriest look I could muster, but the boy remained unaffected, his smile bright and beaming and innocent as a bunny.

Sighing in defeat, I sat down at my seat beside him.

I really can't stay angry at something so pure.

"Aki-chan!"

I heard someone yelling behind me, particularly loud among the noisy crowd. I felt a certain pang of pity for the one being called. I mean, in a place everyone can see you, your name stands out and you're the center of embarrassing attention.

Well, all's fine as long as I don't get involved.

A blond kid charges in front of me, standing in my path.

"Aki-chan, Aki-chan!" he calls.

I scowl. This brat is seriously getting on my nerves. (You mean he was calling me all this time?)

"I'm Honey! Nice to meet you!" he gave me a hand in a friendly gesture, his smile sweet and pure like before. In his other hand he held a pink stuffed bunny.

I mentally groaned. A handshake? Don't put me on the same level as you. I absolutely do not intend on making friends here. Ignoring him completely, I walked past him, my eyes not meeting his even once. He seemed hurt at that, his hand dropping and his eyes shadowed by his bangs.

Good, I thought. He won't get near me again.

Something else stopped me in my tracks this time. A tall man. A ridiculously tall man.

"Takashi!" Honey brightened up quickly, running to the taller male.

Seriously? A freaking bodyguard?

"Mitsukuni," the male called. I took note how low his voice was. He was huge, I could say. In front of him, I felt like a stickman. He looked past me towards the blond brat, completely ignoring my existence. Hypocritically, I was annoyed.

From now on I declare this guy a Titan.

"Have you seen Tama-chan?" The blond asked as he snatched my hand, leading me somewhere against my will. The titan nodded wordlessly.

"Wha-" I quickly reacted and tried to pull away, but Jesus Christ how is this kid so strong his hand was like a vice grip around mine. Escape was impossible. "Let go of me!"

The blond turned around with his sparkly adorable smile.

I stopped.

I was led to a music room. Music Room #3, I noted. Why a music room, though? The brat opened the door quickly, announcing his presence loudly.

"Tama-chan!" the blond brat called.

Another blond turned to us. He waved, directing the two to him. The brat went over, leading me along.

"You're late, Honey-senpai." the taller blond reprimanded lightly, "Recess is half over!"

Honey laughed lightly. "Sorry, Tama-chan, I was looking for someone." he replied casually despite the older blond's light frown.

I was definitely forgotten here. I wanted to leave, but the brat's hand was glued to mine.

"Who's-" someone spoke behind me,
"This?" another similar voice continued the sentence.

I flinched. I snapped my head to the back, catching sight of two identical people. Gingerhead twins smirked mischievously at my reaction, simpering and snickering.

"This is Aki-chan!" the brat spoke up excitedly, "My newest friend!"

I twitched. "Wait, when did that happen?" I quickly snapped at him, "I never agreed to anything!"

Instantly, the blond brat was teary-eyed. He turned to me with those watery puppy dog eyes, "Aki-chan, you don't wanna be friends with me?" he asked, his voice staggering.

WHAT IS THIS ADORABLE LITTLE CREATURE-

I hitched a breath, biting my bottom lip in attempt to keep up my poker face. Taking deep breaths, I managed to calm myself and regain my composure. I sighed, the permanent scowl I was born with present on my face.

"No," I answered simply.

This was bad. Of all people I meet with first, it's a pushy little kid that's undeniably adorable and-No, he's not adorable. He's just a little charming because of the way he looks and acts-

You're falling into a trap, Akira. This little brat is leading you into a freaking trap so he can get closer to you. But he's still so cute-NO! SNAP OUT OF IT!

The brat had run to a brunet, clinging to him and crying something inaudible. The brunet, which was honestly pretty for a guy, smiled at me understandingly with a little content and pity.

"I'll get going." I mumbled, turning around to leave.

"Wait a minute," a hand was put on my shoulder.
"Hold it right there," a hand was put on the other shoulder.

"Hah?" I asked, turning to the one on the left, staring daggers, glowering at the impurity that intruded my personal space. The gingerhead on the left flinched visibly at my gaze. "Who do you think you're touching, clone?"

Surprised at the tone and seemingly a little stunned by the nickname, he let go. At that, the other hand tightened its grip. I turned to him.

"Hey, aren't you going a li'l too far?" he scowled, obviously not happy and evidently enraged. He held me stronger, causing a slight bit of pain to my shoulder. "Apologize."

I had to admit, I went a little far. But why am I in the wrong? If no one dragged me into your little group in the first place, none of this would have happened.

"Buzz off, body double." I said, slapping his hand off me.

Now the blond brat was back on hugged me, clinging onto my legs as he looked at me with his puppy eyes again. But this time, his gaze held a certain sternness. "Aki-chan, apologize to Hika-chan and Kao-chan!"

I tutted. This was irritating. Nevertheless, this kid was strong. If he's clinging onto me like this, I can't get out. Patience, patience, I reminded myself.

Standing up straight, I took a deep breath and bowed lowly. "I apologize," I said, trying very hard not to show how annoyed I was. I turned to the brat. I put a hand on his head, ruffling his hair gently. "Now can you let me go?"

The door behind me closed. Alarmed, I turned around to see the taller blond. A smile that told me he was planning something graced his face.

He walked up to me, a stable, confident smile on his face. I wanted to tear that self-indulged smirk off along with the face itself, but that would be a crime and that was annoying to deal with. Dramatically, he pointed to himself.

"I am Tamaki Suoh. I am the Host Club's President and Number #1." he said. He turned his toward me, "And from now on, you are a host!"

...

"What?"

The whole scene had frozen, staled, because no one knew exactly how to react or how the situation even went that way.

Then, the twins burst out laughing. The brunet sighed, seemingly given up on retorting to any stupidity present. The silent, glasses-wearing man was typing away at his laptop, seemingly ignoring everything around him. The titan was unresponsive. The blond brat...

"Really?!" he exclaimed in pure joy and excitement. "Aki-chan, you're joining?"

"No!' I snapped at him, "Look, how did you even get to that? We barely had a conversation!" I yelled. "More so, what the hell is a host? I'm am NOT joining this stupid club!"

"Aki-chan, you don't wanna be with me?" the brat tried.

It was so obviously a trap, because this is the fifth time today-this is a trap this is a trap this is a motherfucking trap-but like the brat looks so cute I could just snuggle him and-

I sighed. "If I get to quit later on..."

He brightened up. My eyes. "Aki-chan says he'll join, Tama-chan!" he quickly announced. Letting go of me, he jumped around in joy.

"Wait, I said I'll only do it if I get to quit later on-"

"Save it, it's pointless," a twin slung his arm around me,
"Once the Lord decides, nothing can change his mind." the other continued.

"It happened with me too," the brunet chuckled, a sign for me to resign to my fate.

"It's decided, then!" the taller blond declared, "From today on, you're a Host!"

NO I AM NOT!