Classes were a blur, the typical boring stuff. I decided for meet up Haruhi later and ask about her club since I didn't know anyone else.
Boy do I regret that decision, or do I?
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Turns out Haruhi was a scholarship kid. She aced the test and earned her way in here.
"Whatever you do, just pretend to not understand English, I don't want those idiots to flirt with you" Haruhi sighed out.
Flirt? What is this? Some Hos-
Haruhi opened the doors to reveal 7 men.
"Welcome~"
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You stood there, waiting for one of them to speak.
"I-its you again! Mommy she called me a pervert...!"
You sweat dropped, this blonde is an immature brat...
Haruhi smacked his head as he trudged to his "corner". The tall male with glasses decided to speak up.
"Welcome to the host club princess, which host would you like to accompany you?" He spoke.
Fake.
"Haruhi" you replied. You didn't wanna have to interact with other people, especially with people who fake their love for girls.
Suddenly I feel the presence of people behind me, turning around quickly I saw that it was the twins.
"I Don't get why you guys are popular..." You spoke out.
"Apparently you don't understand the merits of having a pair of twins as members of the Host Club." They both said in sync.
"Listen up. Having a couple of good-looking guys with homosexual tendencies earns the club high points. It also helps that the two struggle between their attraction and their friendship." Hikaru replies.
"And in our case because we're twins our relationship is taboo and therefore more intriguing." Kaoru says.
"And besides, who hasn't fantasized about twins? Having two loves is better than one, don't you think?" Hikaru continued.
"It's a young woman's romantic fantasy." Kaoru finished.
Mumbling, I flicked their foreheads and sat down with Haruhi.
"Pervertis" I called out again in French, while resting my chin in my hand. Haruhi held in a laugh as the twins looked highly offended.
"Stop harassing her you devil twins!!" Screamed Tamaki. Talking to Haruhi, she told me about her deceased mom. After a while we talked about Paris and how everything worked.
However, I knew the entire host club was watching is. Terrible job hiding it if I do say so myself.
"HARUHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII"
Haruhi looked up and was engulfed into a death hug by Tamaki.
"YOUR SO NATURAL...!"
Haruhi thanked him and got him off. A giggle had escaped from my lips and Tamaki stared.
I looked up confused, but was later also in his death hugs.
"T-Tamaki...!" Struggling to breathe I kicked his stomach by instinct.
"S-sorry Tamaki-Senpai...." I said trying to hold in laughter. As if on cue the twins bursted with laughter.
"H-HAH, King j-just got rejected...a-again!" They said in between their laughs. Tamaki went to his little corner, Haruhi tried to get him out. The dude with glasses decided to walk up to me. I hate that smile.
"Pleasure to meet you Miss L/N, Kyoya Ootori, but please call me Kyoya" He smiled. Actually, fake smiled. I shook his hand. He introduced me to all the members, and their types..? Not sure why they need that, but hey, it's what love obsessed girls crave.
"Kyoya, do you know French?" I asked.
"No, but Tamaki does" I sweat dropped, not wanting to deal with him anymore I excused myself and exited the club room.
Of course, I just had to be interrupted by a.... Small boy...?
He jumped up and down clearly giddy.
"Y/N~San! Would you like to eat some cake with me?" He gave you that sweet innocent smile. I was about to say no, till I looked into his eyes. Slowly nodding.
"Yay~! Y/N-Chan is going to eat cake with us!"
After that, he dragged me to the table, and revealed a variety of cakes.
All from vanilla, strawberry, chocolate, red velvet... and-
"Mille-fuellies!" I shouted in excitement, taking a bite of one. (Its a desert in France, that means thousand layers)
I smiled at the puff pastry as Honey smiled.
"How did you know? Do you like cake that much YN-Chan?" Asked Honey Senpai.
I nodded repeatedly. Woah, they even had Charlotte cake!
"I'm from France, of course I'd know this" I spoke, Tamaki beamed up and ran over to me.
"Tu parles français ma princesse!?" He spoke to me
(You speak French my princess!?)
"Bien sûr que je te fais du pervers!" I shouted back, Tamaki hugging me to death.
(Of course I do you pervert!)
Boy did I enjoy the cake, but certainly not the death huh Tamaki gave.
But for Haruhis sake, I decided to go to the host club again tomorrow.
Something nice actually happened.
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A/N
ACK IM SORRY ITS NOT LONG
I TRIED
BUT I WANTED THIS TO COME OUT
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Fanfiction(A OHSHC X READER STORY +Multiple endings) Y/N, the girl was, silent. Years ago, she had moved to Japan from Paris at the age of 13. She was homescholed for elementary and her twos years of midle school. Eighth grade was the year her parents had let...
