Yandere Ohshc x Male oc

Chap 2: Haruhi!

Yuuto was striding through the halls, Honey and Mori on opposite sides of him as he spoke on the plot of his newly read book.
Mori nodded along, paying firm attention to the stoic boy's favourite parts and noting them as he went. Meanwhile, Honey, instead, was hopping around beside Yuuto, bored of the topic.

Their stop? The club room.
Everyone else should have already arrived, so they were a tad late, much to Yuuto's guilt.

"You didn't have to wait for me, you know."
He solemnly stated, thought not even an inch of his expression changed.

"You should have gone ahead.."
His shoulder lifted disappointedly, though his grief quickly faded as they arrived at the clubs entrance.
Honey ran ahead to shove the door open, jumping through the small opening, then reaching his hand out again, gesturing at Yuuto and Mori as if to tell them to hurry it up.
So Yuuto did, rushing his last few steps until his members were in sight.

A drag was in Yuuto's steps as he took his place beside Kyoya.
His club was positioned as if posing, staring ahead at the room's doors for some reason.
Did Tamaki have some sort of premonition?
Was an important guest afoot?

Yuuto quickly found out as the door slowly creaked towards them, a small mousy figure absentmindedly peeping through the crack.

The figure fully made their way inside of the room before Tamaki began to speak.

"Welcome.. to the Ouran host club."
Tamaki was sat upon a couch, facing the entrance, his club members, including the newly arrived Yuuto, Mori, and Honey behind him.
Tamaki placed his chin upon his open palm and rested his elbow on his knee, in an obvious attempt to appear charming and cool.

The person at the door jumped, the notebook in their arms following the action and nearly falling.

"A host club!?"
They folded into themself, almost squeaking, and began to hurriedly run their free hand along the door for the handle.

"Wow! It's a boy."
The twins analyzed in unison. Large but dubious smiles gracing their features.

"I believe this young man is in the same class as you... am I right?" Kyoya chimed, pushing his glasses up by their corner.
"Oh yes, but he's quite shy."
They both speak.

"He doesn't have friends so we don't know anything about him."
"Tut.. that's not nice." Kyoya smirked.

"Eh! Are you Haruhi Fujioka??"
Tamaki creeped forwards, closing in on the student, following through as they attempt to avoid his touch.
Honey jumped in behind them during Tamaki and the stranger's game of tag and grasped their arm, tugging them away from the door and spinning them around.

"Haru-Chan you must be a superhero!"
Honey exclaimed.

"Yes, yes! You must be!"
The twins accompanied.

"And to be so openly gay? You're quite brave."
Tamaki supplied, once again stepping towards them.

"Gay..?"
Their brows furrowed deeply and they took yet another step backward.

"You must be mistaken.. haa. I was just looking for a quiet place to study!"
Tamaki stepped ever closer, reaching his palm out and grasping their chin.

"Perhaps.. could it be that... it's my type that you're interested in? And that's why you're so shy?" They scrambled back, stumbling very unfortunately into a wooden post placed amid the floor, a vase atop it.

"Ah!"
They yelled as they spun around, attempting to grasp it.

A crash rang through the ears of all in the room, brows furrowing and smiles dropping.

"Oh, dear.."
"That was quite expensive you know."
"That was our renaissance auction vase.. bidding was supposed to start at 8 million yen.."
"8?!"
They quickly dropped their head, fingers flipping in an attempt to count their cost.

"I'll.. have to pay you back.."
"How? You can't even afford the uniform."
The twins chuckled, laughing even harder as they received a light nudge on each of their sides.

"It's alright. Maybe we could come up with a solution other than a debt?"
Yuuto interjected, sending them an inexpressive look of pity.

"Maybe.. not. I've always thought our club needed a pet dog.."
The atmosphere around Kyoya went dark as he pointed at Haruhi.

"You'll take on that role, surely?"

At the statement, Yuuto whipped around, stomping lightly and looking at Kyoya with an expressionless distaste.

"That's a degrading name to call someone. Have some respect."
Kyoya quickly dropped the edge, glancing, embarrassed, around before looking at the girl again.

"Then.. you'll just work here until you pay off your debt... alright?"
A sharp bite spikes through his words as he began to write aggressively on a clipboard, almost shredding holes in his paper.

"Oh..okay??"
She confusedly consented.
Her gaze fell to the stoic boy who'd just 'tamed' the most uptight member of this crazy club.
He was powerful...