•Chapter 3•

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A.N- Sorry for the short chapter I'm trying to get it out before school starts!

                                                                       "Did you follow me? Or are you stalking me

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                                                                       "Did you follow me? Or are you stalking me."

Quick and straight to the point he mused already preparing for the multiple outcomes.

"No but we did-"

"-find out you're name!

"And we want you to join our host club!"

Saiki already prepared for this an had one answer.

"No."

That seemed to be a trigger for Tamaki before he immediately coughed and slowly lost color. It lasted only a couple seconds before he seeming teleport to the corner looking depressed. Which switched the spotlight to shadow king, Ootori.

"What he meant is we already signed you up for Ouran academy. With the list of connections and smarts you should easily get in, the written exam will be tomorrow before school starts. They've already sent you an email, yes?"

Now that was unexpected.

"I get average grades I'll never get i-"

"Actually when you were young you were a genius. As your teachers stated they had to make up new grades for your brilliance. And, with famous inventor and genius Saiki Kusuke as older brother he defended taught you things. So I think you'll pass."

"What's your damage? Why are you looking into my files?"

'Fuck, I'm listening to Aiura to much.'

"As Tamaki stated earlier we want you in the host club, Saiki."

And with that a glare down started. Saiki genuinely debated if fake crying to get them possiblely kicked out was worth it. But decided against it and continued glaring. Neither of them wanted to back down.

Saiki's possibilities on getting out of this were dwindling.

He sent a telepathic message to the waiter and used a stolen method from Teruhashi.

"Exuse me can I go to the back?"

"Yes! Yes, I'll show you r-right away!"

Saiki glanced back at the table and tsked standing up sadly leaving the coffee jellies.

"Can I exit using the back?"

"ABSOLUTELY!"

He left the backroom and kicked a pebble into the stratosphere. Then he started his annoyed walk back home, and a name for the new nuisances.

'Fuck......they definitely told my parents.'

He continued to walk home luckily his bad mood overpowered his looks, and people looked away instead.

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