There's a Story Behind Every Smile (Hitachiin Triplets, OHSHC)

Chapter Four

"...What?" blondie asked, tilting his head in confusion. I mean, sure, they could take on new members, but no one had ever asked to be in it. And they were new students, for crying out loud; it was their first day. 

"I believe they want to join your club, Tamaki," Kyoya said, scribbling away in his notebook. Teru became distracted by this, nervously sweating as she tried to remain calm and look away. Finally, though, she popped up at his side.

"...That's not a Death Note, right?" she awkwardly giggled. Akira, of course, facepalmed. 

Kyoya gave her an odd look. "Um, no. Sorry to disappoint you."

Akira grabbed her arm and began dragging her away. "I'm so sorry. He's a bit ditzy. We'll just leave now." He continued nervously laughing for the few feet he got.

"Okay!" Tamaki yelled, making him freeze, deadpanning. "You can join! But what type are you?"

"We're not-"

She cut him off, smiling brightly. "The Brotherly Type, or the Techie Type." To them, it seemed off the top of her head, but to Akira, he knew otherwise. Despite her spontaneous personality, her creativity was the exact opposite-she had to really think (and maybe do some internet research) to come up with something like that. "I'm the mischief, and he's the mama," she giggled, cracking a joke after he thought he was safe, and she was being her very-rarely-occurring brand of serious. And for a second, she had been, but she wanted to seem bright and as spontaneous as she was.

"You're in!"

"Why do you hate me, Teru?!"