y/n fujioka ||haruhi fujioka's sister||

||1, Prologue||

{1, Prologue; Starting Today, You Are a Host!}

Ouran Academy. A prestigious, rich school that has many classrooms and four whole library rooms. Problem is, there are four libraries but they are full of talkative, rich students that just don't know how to follow simple library procedures.

Haruhi Fujioka and her younger sister, Y/n Fujioka, stand in front of library room four, peaking through the cracked open doors, staring at the large amount of students that were talking instead of actually using the library as a place to study and work on some school assignments.

Haruhi sighs and closes the door to the library. Y/n follows her older sister to a red, carpeted, two-way staircase.

'This place has four library rooms. You'd think one of them would be quiet.' Haruhi thought as she and her sister paraded up the steps.

Haruhi and Y/n began to walk through a wide, empty hallway, passing by some windows that granted some light to seep inside. The only sound that could be heard was the tapping of their shoes as they continued down the empty corridor. The two sisters stopped walking when they heard a flock of birds from outside. They both turned to face the window and saw some white doves fly through the breeze outside.

'How are things in heaven, mom?' Haruhi began. 'I can't believe it's been ten years already.' The two sisters advanced to walk down the hallway. 'I'm beginning to think that rich kids only come to school to have a good time.'

The two brown haired girls stopped in front of a room that was labeled as 'music room three.'

"It seems to be an abandoned music room." Y/n stated. "Maybe there's no one in there."

"I guess this is the only place we'll be able to study in peace and quiet, Y/n." Haruhi said as she placed her hand on the door handle and pushed open the door.

Once the double-doors were fully open, the two siblings were met with red rose petals that graciously glided out of the room and a bright, blinding, white light.

"What the-" Y/n mumbled as she hid her brown eyes away from the bright light and attempted to not end up choking on a rose petal.

"Welcome."

Y/n looked inside the room when she heard a chorus of unfamiliar voices welcome her and her sister. Her eyes stayed squinted to prevent the bright light from burning her eyes until the light simmered down to where she could normally keep her eyes open and to not feel like they're on fire. Inside she found six boys that were in the center of the room. Five out of the six boys were standing, while the one with blond hair and violet eyes sat in a red chair.

"What is this place?" Y/n thought aloud, her eyes holding questioning, yet a cautious definition in them.

"Why, this is the Host Club, of course," the blond haired boy that was sitting in the chair began with a charming smile. "The Ouran Host Club is where the schools 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."