Ouran Host Club x Reader

11:11

a/n: in this story, y/n's gender is female, so sorry if any of the characters misgender you

y/n's pov:

I laid sleepily on my bed as I watched an episode of Ouran Highschool Host Club on my laptop. My room was so quiet and dark. My parents had already fallen asleep, thinking I was also sleeping. I looked over at my phone and saw the time. 'It's 11:11 (pm)! Make a wish'  I thought to myself. I closed my eyes and wished I was in a harem at some fancy school like Haruhi. I opened my eyes and rested my head on my arm. My eyes fluttered shut and I fell asleep.

After a while, I began to hear distant whispers and chatter. I opened my eyes. My head was resting on a hardcover book. I was wearing a yellow dress with puffy sleeves. I looked around me and realized I was in a giant library filled with groups of people at each table. I appeared to have fallen asleep at a table with another girl. Her hair was messy and her glasses were slightly foggy. She wore a brownish-purple sweater over a white shirt with a collar. 

"How can anyone study in a noisy place like this," I heard her mumble under her breath. As she got up from her chair, I looked up at her.

"Where am I?" I asked her. She looked at me very a confused look on her face. 

"Ouran Academy," she said bluntly, " you've been sleeping on that book since I got here." She began walking towards the door.

"Oh," I said, processing the fact the I was at Ouran Academy, "Wait! Where are you going?" She paused in her tracks as I ran beside her.

"I'm looking for a quieter place to study," she replied.

"Can I come with you? I trying to figure how I got here," I said.

"Sure," she shrugged.

As we walked down the hallway, I introduced myself. I was starting to think I was in some lucid dream when she said her name was Haruhi Fujioka. She led me to a room she thought would be quieter and opened the door. We were instantly showered in rose petals as a beam of light blinded us. Six boys posed in front of us.