Meeting the Host Club

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When the reader meets Haruhi, they think she's a she, so I start out referring to Haruhi with she/her/hers pronouns. After the reader finds out that Haruhi doesn't care either way, I started writing Haruhi's pronouns as they/them/theirs.

When the final bell of the day rang, I was expecting to be dashed out of the room and to the "best place". What actually happened was Hunny rushing out of the room on his own. Then Mori placed a note on my desk and left to follow Hunny. The note read "Join us in Music Room #3. It's the best place in the school." Great. So I knew where the surprise was, but I still had no clue what the surprise was. Hence the word surprise, (Y/N)...

I ended up getting lost in the expansive hallways. I found myself going up the stairs with a loud girl named Renge, who was happy to show me the way to the music room. I tried to ask her what the place was on the way up to it, but she smiled and zipped her lips. "You'll have to see it for yourself." She told me. I huffed in annoyance as we reached the door, and she flung them open.

There were rose petals. Everywhere.

The room was beautifully decorated and full of people. Mostly girls and 1...2...3... six boys. One with dark hair and glasses walked up with a clipboard. "Renge, I see you've brought a new guest." He bowed to me in greeting. "It is an honor to have you here. Might I ask which one of our fine young men you'd like to request?"

Guest? Request? Girls outnumbering the boys, and surrounding Hunny and Mori? This is... They're part of... "The Host Club. This is the Host Club, right?"

The glasses man tilted his head, giving me a look of confusion. "Of course. We have a total of seven hosts who you can choose from."

I panicked for a moment, looking around for a safety net. Mori and Hunny were both swamped with girls. Renge was busy snuggling closer to this man's side. There was a setup closer to the windows with only four or five girls at it. A safe space. I pointed in the direction of that table. "I'd like to be at that table in the back."

The man clicked his pen twice more than necessary. Then he wrote something down in the black notebook he was carrying. "So you prefer the natural type? Haruhi is a prime option for newcomers. He's currently in the back taking a break from all the commotion, but he should be out in a few minutes. Please, allow me to seat you." He led me to the table, where the girls were chattering about this Haruhi guy. They stopped almost as soon as we arrived. "Hello ladies. I'm so sorry to interrupt, but it seems we have a new guest in the Host Club. It would mean a great deal to me and the other hosts if you would make her as welcome as we do you."

There was a chorus of "Of course, Kyoya" and he walked away. So his name is Kyoya. He's a mysterious one, and bad at introductions too. I should definitely keep an eye on him like Benio said.

One by one the girls around the table introduced themselves. Some of them announced that they were actually regulars of Haruhi's. They asked me some questions, like if I was new to the school or only to the host club. They also asked why I chose Haruhi as my first host. I explained that it was because Mori seemed completely overrun, and that I didn't want to trouble him. Two of the girls' faces soured a little at my statement. Something about "host-hopping". Whatever that is. I ignored them and began to look around the room.

I knew Mori already, and I was right about Hunny using those puppy dog eyes of his to his advantage. Kyoya sat at a full table with his laptop. He seemed to give off "don't bother me. I'm a workaholic" vibes, but there were still girls, like Renge, surrounding him and cooing about him and his work. A little ways over was a pair of identical twins. They were also gingers, which probably meant trouble. They were all over each other, and the girls were losing their minds over their display of "brotherly love". I could see the appeal, but it was not my cup of tea. And in the middle of the room, lounging over a large sofa, was a blond. Unlike those twins, he was all over the girls. He was making promises that sounded like pathetic wet dreams.

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