Your first day part 1:1

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Picture not mine , ohshc not mine , reader not mine , anything I reference not mine .
This takes place a year after the anime .
Third person pov~ prologue

It was the day before your first day , the sun was shining , birds chirping , flowers blooming , and you were going to the hell hole known as school . School a place of misery and despair , a place you weren't too fond of . And too make matters worse you were going to a Japanese school away from your friends , and it is what could be described as a rich kid school . Still you were the lucky student to win the the school lottery a student chosen randomly from anywhere in the world to go to Ouran academy  , you felt like you were the ultimate luck student in Danganronpa . This could be something for the school to make themselves look better though .
You were currently on your way to the concealers  office . As you walked you felt people starring at you , and you timidly sunk into your hooded jacket . You were currently wearing a jacket with a t-shirt underneath and jeans . You definitely looked like a boy even if you had long hair (if your hair is short ignore that sentence) . You finally made it to the office and filled everything out . You would be provided a school uniform , a small apartment , and would be provided furniture for said apartment . You not caring for dresses especially the ones for this schools uniform asked if you could have the male uniform . You then went to your provided apartment . It was fairly bigger than you'd expected (a/n that's what she said) . It had a living room , a bathroom ,and kitchen with a small pantry on the first floor and your bedroom a storage room and another bathroom on the second . It honestly was more of a penthouse that an apartment .

Your pov~ end of prologue

My alarm on my phone went off groaning I turned it off . "Ugh fuck off alarm let meh sleep" I said still half asleep . Then something hit me what hit me you might ask , well it was realization . "Fuck it's the first day of school" I said as I shot up from my laying position . I laid my uniform out on my bed , got in the shower , rinsed off , dried off , got changed , and brushed my hair . And then proceeded to take the subway train to school . It was mostly quiet except for a few tourists and my occasional jittering out of nervousness .

Le time skip brought to you by the host king and pov switch to third person~

You were finally at the entrance of Ouran academy . As you walked in you couldn't help but give as slight glare at the ugly excuses for dresses . Whilst doing so you felt a slight tap on your shoulder . "Hmm hmm"an unfamiliar voice cleared its throught to gain your attention . "H-hello" you said shyly . "May I ask why you were glaring at this beautiful young maiden " he said . You as he spoke got a chance to see what he looked like , he had blonde hair and eyes so blue they seemed violet . "W-well you see I wasn't glaring at the chick who certainly is pretty , you s-see I was glaring at the dress " you said partly timid to the new person partly pissed off at him . "The females at t-this school deserve better" you finished boldly . He looked partly surprised at you he stared at you a few more seconds before asking you a question you would never of expected . "How would you like to join the host club" he asked in a cheerful tone now smiling kindly to you . Just then you noticed the time , you had two minutes to get to class ! "O-oh sorry I'm goona be late for class c'ya" you said as you hurried down the hall . You had easily found your locker and put everything away keeping your history binder and text book since that was your first class . Finding your classroom was a different story . You had only one minute to get to class now and would have to ask for directions . Most everyone there was either rushing to class or was busy doing something other than helping you . 'Fuck fuck fuck shit' the trail of curses kept running in your mind . Your eyes darted around the halls for someone anyone who could help . You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn't even notice the two people whom you were about to walk into "shiiit" you yelled as you fell "ahh hey watch were your going" the first voice blurted rubbing his head . "Yeah watch it" the second simply stated . You were on top of them , upon realizing this you got up . They stood up , they were twins by the looks of it both gingers with yellow eyes . "Oh s-sorry" you apologized "hmm alright as long as it doesn't happen again" voice one stated . "Sorry t-to bother you but could you give me directions to history class two A " you asked . "Well ok that's our class anyways , I'm Hikaru by the way" voice one said "and I'm Kaoru" voice two added . "(Y/n)" you simply said . As you and the twins walked it was silent between you three not a awkward silence but not a comfortable one either . After a while Hikaru decided to start conversation . "So (y/n) are you new" he questioned . "Yeah I'm the lottery student" you answered .

Time skip brought to you by Death the kid from soul eater cause why not~

Your morning classes were now over and you were walking with the twins now after talking for a bit being aquatinted .
You had your boxed lunch , a sandwich a gernola bar a mini bag of Doritos and code red Mountain Dew (if you don't like code red Mountain Dew or Doritos then idk man somthin wrong with you like you really need to seek help maybe reovalulate your life) . The twins ordered and you found a place to sit Hikaru sat beside you Kaoru beside him and to your surprise was the guy from before alongside a guy with black hair glasses and a notebook , another dude with black hair and what seemed like a younger boy on his shoulders carrying a small stuffed bunny . "Oh hey there your the dude from before " you said less shy than earlier .
"Huh oh it's you"he said "now will you answer my question " he asked . "Bout what" you lifted an eyebrow while at the same time stuffing your mouth with sandwich . "will you join the host club"?

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