Colors - Hikaru Hitachiin (ohshc)

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This was everything Katsuki hoped would never happen.

All she wanted was to go through her stay at Ouran unnoticed and unbothered. Walking down the elegant hauls of the school, she always felt eyes on her. At first, she began to doubt her disguise. How could this getup fool anyone?

But her disguise didn't seem to be the case. Maybe they thought she was weird, or maybe they thought she was ugly. Katsuki didn't care much for her appearance, but she believed that people would confront her if they didn't like something about her. Katsuki hated interacting with people. It felt like everyone had their eyes on her, making her anxiety skyrocket!

Then, they began to talk to her.

"Oh Katsuki-senpai! What are you doing after school?" A first year girl with a fake tan and blonde hair blushed.

"Nothing," replied Katsuki in a cold and blunt tone. That one word alone could pierce through anyone's heart.

Katsuki continued to organize her work, not even bothering to look at the girl.

"Oh," She frowned. "I was hoping you would join us for tea in the 3rd music room. We just got a new shipment, but it seems you aren't interested."

All her life, Katsuki never knew how to interact with others. It was difficult for her to understand people's feelings and even harder for her to realize the way she says things might upset someone. Even if she were happy or excited, Katsuki still had that blunt and cold tone in her speaking.

"How did I seem uninterested? All I said was I had nothing to do."

"Are you upset with me?! I'm sorry if I'm annoying you, I'll just leave!" Tears brimmed the girls eyes.

Although Katsuki seemed like the coldest person in the world. She was sensitive and was dragged into things often for the sake of another persons feelings. Once she finally realizes she upset someone, she went frantic and did what she could to make it up to them.

"What?! N-no! Why would I-" Katsuki panicked. She took the girl's hand and brought it up between their faces. "P-please don't cry! You came up to me and I didn't know how to respond."

The girl's face was a burning red and she seemed to almost melt into Katsuki's hands.

"Are you okay? You're face is so red," Katsuki placed her hand on the girls forehead. "You're burning up! Do you need me to take you to the infirmary?"

"I-I'm not sick! I-I gotta go," The first year stuttered. Just before leaving the classroom  she said, "See you after school!"

Everyone in the classroom was staring at Katsuki. The classroom was silent for a moment, then it went chaotic!

"Did you see what Katsuki-kun did?!"

"I never knew he would do something like that! Total gap moe!"

"He is so cute!"

Katsuki's cheeks began to burn. She froze, she didn't know what to do.

A boy with hair dyed a dark brown, almost black color and amber eyes took his seat behind Katsuki.

He let out a small laugh and said, "Pretty smart, using the 'are you sick' technique."

"What are you talking about?" Asked a dumbfounded Katsuki.

"C'mon, you were totally pulling a Host Club on her!"

"Whats a Host Club?"

The dark haired boy paused. "You really believed she was sick?" He asks.

"She wasn't?! But her face got all red and she could barely speak? How could she have faked that!"

The boy burst out in laughter and leaned over to a similar looking boy who had auburn hair.

"Kaoru! Do you hear this guy!" He laughed. "He really thought she was sick! Are all commoners this dumb?"

Kaoru giggled a bit then said, "Hikaru, look at him! He looks so nervous leave him be."

"Katsuki right? You might not realize it but these girls are really crazy about you." Laughed Hikaru, the dark haired twin.

"Why?"

"Because they find you cute," said Kaoru.

This explained a lot. Katsuki was so stressed and worked up about people looking at her and now she knew why. "Is that why people keep staring at me?"

"Most likely. Especially since you're the 'tough on the outside yet shy and sensitive on the inside' type" Hikaru snickered.

Thoughts swarmed Katsuki's mind. What were types and what did he mean about 'tough'. "How would you know? What the hell is a type?"

Hikaru laughed again. "How would I know? Kaoru and I are basically experts in this field? We were members of the Host Club! We're even considering bringing it back. "

"What the hell is a-" Katsuki was cut off by the teacher slamming his brief case against his desk.

"Alright class, settle down! Its time for English!" Said the teacher.

Katsuki was so confused.

What is this Host Club?

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Poor Katsuki and her innocent mind.