Self Conscious [ohshc x reader]

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this conversation. quickly." she never felt so small, with every person in the room looking at her. "what is your name?" haruhi asked. i nervously answered, "y/n."

"kyoya, do your research." tamaki directed, in which the tall man with the black hair, pushed up his glasses and began to rapidly sort out his brain, and type away at the keys to his laptop.

"princess of a long-time royal family, though they are a bit on the unknown side. their family has a lot of money, but they aren't in the newspapers since they blend in like commoners."

haruhi shot a look behind her. "there's the commoner word again.." she sighed under his) breath, but softened his) eyes when he looked at her.

"she's an only child," he added. tamaki had his fingers to his chin, "but that doesn't explain anything.." he was really wanting to hear of a backstory, to find out why that girl in front of him looked so.. depressing in the eyes.

only she was the one who knew the answer to that problem.

why was it? i wonder..

maybe its because

she was self concious?