𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒚𝒑𝒆 ➠ [OHSHC × Male]

𝛲𝒓ဓ𝒍ဓ𝒈𝒖𝒆

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Ouran Private Academy. The first floor; the first classroom; 1-A.

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This is where the introverted boy would encounter the first event that would add a new spool of thread to the loom of fate.

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From here on out, this lonely boy's future wouldn't be so lonesome after all.

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𝔼𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣; 𝕊𝕦𝕫𝕦𝕟𝕠 𝕐𝕦𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕖! 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕀𝕤 𝔸 𝕋𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖!?

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"I'm Suzuno Yuusuke. I don't particularly enjoy anything, nor do I particularly dislike anything." The toffee haired boy introduces himself as he stands rigidly before of the mass of seated students.

The teacher sweat drops at his new students curt response; clearly expecting the boy to provide the class with actual information about himself. The the underpaid adult only sighed through their nose and turned to his seated students. "Does any have questions for mister Suzuno? Remember to raise your hands."

Many hands shot up from the cluster of students; some girls, some boys; but only one was called on at a time. The teacher looked to the new student and gestured for him to choose, only to be dismissively waved off. Sighing once again, the man pointed in a direction randomly.

The first one picked was a plain looking girl with dusty brown, wavy, shoulder length hair that was styled into a high ponytail. Her eyes were slightly droopy and her charcoal grey colored irises were framed by long but thin looking lashes. The garish pastel yellow of her slightly ill-fitting uniform dress made her already pale skin seem even paler as she stood from her seat.

"Where are you from?" The plain girl had asked; ponytail slightly swaying as she gently tilted her head to the right.

Yuusuke sighed as he crossed his arms above his chest, face reddening from his underlying anxiety; resulting in him reflexively sending a glare at the girl. "So nosey... I don't see how that's any of your concern, but fine, since I have to. I'm from Aoyama." The toffee haired boy scoffed as he reluctantly answered the question.

The plain looking girl flinched a little at the glare she received; but that quickly devolved into a deep blush blooming onto her cheeks. Giggling; she sat down, sending occasional glances at him as yet another girl stood up as she was picked to ask a question.

This girl was quite petite; her arms and legs were thin and she looked to be about 152cm tall. She had ashy black, short, strait, hair that was styled into a pixie cut. Her eyes were very thin and narrow with thick lashes hanging over her chocolate brown irises. The uniform dress certainly complimented her lightly tanned skin; it's skirt lightly bobbing as she bounces on the balls of her feet.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She questioned him enthusiasticly; her already warm cheeks, warming even further the longer she looked at him.

This time, the one flinching was Yuusuke; his face going from a gentle pink to a cherry red. "G‐girlfriend!? H‐hah!? Why do you want to know!? It's not like I'd be i‐interested in you at all!"

The peach eyed boy huffs in exasperation and quickly walks to an empty desk next to a handsome blonde with violet eyes. "N‐no more questions! Sensei, please resume your lesson."

The teacher only sighed at the boys outburst; turning to the chalkboard and starting to write again. The toffee haired boy sighed in relief; ignoring the fleeting glances of various girls in the classroom and the burning stare of the handsome blonde boy seated next to him.

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The school day seemed to have passed by in a blur; so mind-numbingly repetitive that it blended together. The teacher had dismissed his students and left them to pack up and leave for thief homes or to go and participate in their club activities.

Just exiting the classroom and getting a few steps down the hallway; Yuusuke hears his surname being called out from the classroom behind him. Strangely enough he stops and waits for this person for some reason. Usually he would've ignored then since he knows no one here just yet; but he felt inclined to stay for reasons unknown. It was just a deep feeling in his gut.

Out of the classroom walked his blonde seat neighbor and a bespectacled boy that traipsed after him. The blonde was energetic as he offered the toffee haired boy a wide grin; while the raven haired one only gave him a nod.

"Ah... it's the guy with the pretty eyes..." the peach eyed boy absent-mindedly mumbles as his gaze lazily drifts from the blonde to the raven haired.

Unfortunately for Yuusuke, the energetic blonde was also really dramatic as he crooned at the compliment. A thick aura of narcissism billowing off of him in waves as he posed dramatically; clinging onto his friend who seemed to be unbothered.

The toffee haired boy flushed in embarrassment as he tried to backtrack on his accidental compliment. "I‐I never said I was talking about you! I was talking about... a‐about him!" He panickedly exclaims as he points to the bespectacled boy that the blonde was clinging to.

The glasses wearing boy raises a brow at him; a wry smirk blossoming onto his lips as he turns to the peach eyed boy with a teasing expression. "Hoh? So that was a compliment for me, was it?~ How bold.~" the raven haired boy coos with a honeyed voice.

Yuusuke's face flushes an even deeper red at the boy's teasing before shaking his head and glaring at the two. He huffs; fixing his posture and adjusting his school bag on his shoulder, "If you're just here to mock me, I'm leaving. You're just wasting my time." He scoffs in annoyance as he turns and starts to walk away again.

Unfortunately though, the transfer student was glomped onto by who he presumed to be the blonde. And well... he was right. "Wait! Yuu-chan, you have to join our club!" The eccentric boy blurts as he clings onto his victim.

The toffee haired boy grunts in distress as he tries to free himself, "W‐what the hall are you doing!? Get off of me you pervert! And don't call me that; I don't even know you!"

Suddenly the blonde let's him go and elegantly stands up; clothing and hair strangely undisturbed despite tackling the boy in front of him just seconds prior. He bows in a sophisticated fashion, "I am Suoh Tamaki; son of this academy's chairman and king of the host club! You would make a wonderful addition to our club; didn't you see the reaction that the ladies gave you?"

The blonde now known as Tamaki wraps his arm around the toffee haired boy's shoulders as the bespectacled boy takes his place on the opposite side. "You're right Tamaki, I've heard some women like it when men play coy.~ Oh, of course. Pardon me, Suzuno-san, I am Ootori Kyoya. You should already know about my family's feats, I presume?"

"Oh, an Ootori, huh? What is this club about anyway?" The shorter boy hummed, directing his question and attention only at the raven haired boy.

"The host club is..."

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「A/N」I decided to rewrite the book since I didn't like how it originally was.