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Starstrukk Part One

starstrukk

Shooketh!Host Club x Male! COKKY! HOT! Reader

Part One ☝️

You are one of the newest and hottest guy to attend Ouran Academy. You stand at an astonishing 6'2" or 187 cm. With a body crafted by gods, a bright white dashing smile, with perfect straight teeth.

A boy, any girl or boy would die to be with. You have perfectly styled (hair color) hair. Overall perfect, and Suoh Tamaki was jealous. He is suppose to be the 'KING', he felt threatened, he wanted to learn more about you, and with the help of the host club it was going to happen.

Swaging down the halls of Ouran, your aura was addictive, girls swoon, as guys watched in admiration. You know you're hot, no one needed to tell you that. No doubt you were a player; an influencer, a manipulator. People would take an instant liking to you, almost as if you were a Psychopath.

Your eyes shifted from each side of the halls, sending winks and blowing kisses to passing students, even teachers. The uniform on your body fit like a glove. Not only making you look more hot, but intimidating, and you know it.

The air around you could make anyone choke on words, you're charming and you know it. Besides, you learned from the best, your father. The man who owned numerous businesses, making him one of the richest men in Japan. He had power and used it for his own selfish ways.

You stop as you reach your homeroom. Slowing opening the door, you make your entrance. You were a good twenty minutes  late, but that didn't bother you.

Your (eye color) eyes meets the eyes of Nakamura Sensei,  a new young female teacher. You bow to apologize, "Ah, Nakamura Sensei, do forgive me, I was lost for a good moment. Please forgive me." You say to her.

Her pale face flushed as she bows back in acceptance, "O-oh no, it's quite alright. Do take a seat,(last name) san."

Humming in reply you walk towards your seat as you walk, you notice a boy with blonde hair and violet/blue eyes. His face read determination, as if he's been studying your features since you've entered the room.

Before you reach your desk, you stop at the boy's and look at him, you lean down to get closer. Your calm face meets his, a  closed mouth smile appears on your face.

"If I may ask, is there something on my face? I couldn't help but notice you looking at me rather hard." You question him.

The boy clears his throat as his face turns red, he felt embarrassed that he was caught. He returns the closed mouth smile and opens his mouth to speak before he is cut off by Nakamura Sensei.

"Is there a problem, Suoh San?" She asks.

A small smirk appears on your face, Suoh? Tamaki Suoh? You heard his name before, your father had talked about his recent business relation he acquired with the Suoh Clan.

Perhaps this was the boy, your father told you to befriend before hand? Although, by the looks of it, that wasn't going to happen.

He shakes his head as looks at the teacher, "oh no, Nakamura Sensei." He answers.

You watch the interaction in amusement before sitting in your seat. You place your school bag on the ground next to your desk as you lean back against the seat, watching as students tried to sneak peeks at you.

A pair of girls look back, looking at you in awe. You give them a wink, the girls squeak and blush looking forward. 

This was a new play ground and you were bond to take advantage of it. Sitting in your seat, you feel a hand tap your arm. A small smile appeared on your face, "Hm? Yes?" You ask kindly.

A girl with long brown hair looks at you in awe before she starts her question. As you waited for her question, you began to study her face and features. Her skin was pale and clear, her lips were a soft pink color, her eyebrows were straight and light. She reminded you of a famous Kpop idol.

"Do you speak Korean?" She asks you in limited Japanese, you chuckle softly and nod your head.

"Ahh, yes. I do. Are you Korean?" You ask well in Korean.

She nods her head and her body relaxes. From her body language, she was nervous and timid. You could only guess she was an exchange student from Korea, or maybe her family moved for business?

"My name is Kim Ji-Hoo." She says with a smile.

With that, you find yourself talking to her throughout the class. One thing you learned from your father was, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. To your dad, everyone is the enemy.

The day goes by slowly, the first day is never fun. Around lunch time, you couldn't bother staying in class. With that, you exit the room to make way to the cafeteria.

You stand up from your seat and stretch, Ji-Hoo watches you. She quickly stands from her seat, she had other plans in mind.

"(y/n), would you like to have lunch with me?" She asks you.

A sigh escapes your lips as you look over to her, "Of course, let's go, Ji-Hoo." You day as you start towards the exit of the classroom. By now, Tamaki was still in his seat, waiting for you to leave and you knew it. You could feel his eyes watching  your every move as you left the room with Ji-Hoo.

"Can I ask you something, Ji-Hoo." You ask while walking besides her in the hall.

She looks up to you and nods her head, "Of course." She replies.

Maybe she would know more about Tamaki? To be fair, your father only mentioned him once or twice, and you wanted to learn more.

Tamaki was practically burning holes into the back of your head as you lead the young girl out. Maybe he was jealous?

"Could you tell me about Tamaki?" You ask.

"Oh, Tamaki Oppa?" She forwards her eyebrows, she didn't seem to confident in her response and you could tell.

So with that, you just knew you were on your own with this one. Whatever he has against you, you wanted to know. Not to mention, who doesn't like a little drama?

What's the worse that could happen?