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Only those with excellent social standing and those from filthy rich families are lucky enough to spend their time here at the elite private school, Ouran Academy.
The Ouran Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys with too much time on their hands entertain young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. Just think of it as Ouran Academy's elegant playground for the super rich and beautiful.
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Sunlight shone through the big windows lining the walls of Ouran high. Outside milled the students, the girls donned big yellow poofy dresses whilst the boys donned relatively normal uniform.
The Pink of the school contrasted greatly against the students uniforms. But what contrasted more was the lone female walking down the passages of the school, basking in the almost magical ambiance of the big silent halls.
She would have spent this time along with the only other scholar in the school but recently she's been dragged off to some club, so now she roamed alone. She had asked if she could come with but her friend warned her that it was a ridiculous bunch and Sumire decided against it.
Her footsteps light and feathery, the gentle motion of movement swayed her long wavy hair against her lavender sweater. She refuses to wear the horrific yellow dress, sticking to what she was most comfortable in. The school for the rich, it did not matter what she wore, they could care less as long as you didn't cause any trouble and got good grades.
Sumire ascended the stairs, running her hands across the railing, feeling the cool metal glide along her fingertips. She was now at the top floor of the south wing. Turning a corner, Sumire walked along the Northern Hallway.
The second-year scholar of Ouran High School is unknowingly about to spark the beginning of her journey.
A/N; Hello! A few quick notes, this takes place where Haruhi is already in the Club. Our protagonist is Sumire Shiraishi (pronounced su-mi-re). If anyone is confused about the detailed location, at the northern end of the hallway at the top floor of the south wing, is music room 3.
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