「Anime x Reader One Shots」

Behind the Act (Tamaki Suoh x Tsundere!Reader)

If you had any say in the matter, you would be attending a regular old public school where not every student was fake. But as usual, your opinion was ignored and you were forced to attend Ouran High, home to the country's snobbiest teenagers.

You kept to yourself for the first few weeks after realizing that it would be best not to get yourself involved in the petty drama that every high school harbors. After almost a month of isolation, you decided to make a couple of friends to make the rest of the school year a bit more bearable. Even if your friends were nicer than most of the other girls in Ouran, they still had the same obsession as every other female student; the Ouran Host Club.

You didn't understand why all the girls in Ouran were obsessed with the Host Club, it's not like the guys there actually truly cared for them. They were all just a bunch of flirts who tricked foolish girls into believing that they actually cared for them. You didn't know who you were more angry with; the members of the Host Club or the stupid girls themselves.

Today was your birthday and even though you didn't expect much, you had at least hoped that you wouldn't have to suffer through listening to anymore talk about the Host Club. But even though your friends were fully aware of the special day, that didn't stop them from talking about their favorite topic.

"Honey-senpai is so cute, he's definitely my favorite," one of your two friends squealed as they discussed the topic you hated so much.

"I like Haruhi more, he's just so sweet," your other friend said dreamily.

"Which host do you like, (F/N)?" your first friend asked, taking your attention away from the book you were reading. Both of your friends looked at you expectantly, excited for your answer so they could continue their conversation. Boy, would they be shocked when they learned the truth.

"Don't know. I never met any of them," you answered honestly, trying to redirect your attention to your story. Your friends stared at you in shock but you tried to ignore them, hoping that they would just drop the topic altogether and move onto a more interesting one.

"You've never went to the Host Club?!" one of your friends shouted in the middle of the classroom, earning nasty glares from both the teacher and students.

"Did you really have to say it that loud?" you asked with a deep sigh, burying your head in your hands.

"Answer the question!" your other friend said, making sure to keep her voice low to avoid gaining even more attention from your peers.

"Yeah, I've never been to the Host Club. I don't exactly see the point in it."

Your friends looked at you horrified as if you're the only girl who dislikes the Host Club. Oh, wait. You are. You sighed again, annoyed that they were making such a big deal over you not liking the stupid club. It probably would've been a better idea to have just lied about which host you liked, but you just had to tell the truth and now you were paying the price.

"You're coming with us to the Host Club later," one friend said, not bothering to ask your opinion on the matter.

"I'd really rather just do something enjoyable for my birthday," you replied.

"Like what? Read? Going to the Host Club is the most enjoyable thing."

You were going to argue with her, but you quickly realized that it wasn't worth it. By how obsessed they were with the club, you knew that arguing would only lead to the loss of the only friends you had.

You spent the rest of the school day wondering what exactly would happen at the Host Club. You hoped that you wouldn't have to be there for very long even though you doubted that would be the case. Knowing your friends, they'd probably want you to stay the whole time in hopes that you'd end up liking the club. Fat chance of that happening.