𝑌/𝑛 𝐿/𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠. 𝐹𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡. 𝐻𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟. 𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠. 𝑂𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛. 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒. 𝐷𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢? 《︎Completed》︎ 《Fluff 》︎ 《Short Story》︎

(HEAVY REVAMPING) Searching for a quiet place to contemplate her next design, honor student Hiroshi Katou stumbles upon a flamboyant group of boys who claim to be the school's host club. Upon discovering that her long-time friend Haruhi is part of the group, Hiroshi reluctantly lends her designs to them for one event only. However, to her surprise, she soon discovers that there's more to the host club than tea parties and making girls squeal. A certain second-year host invites her to become the club's official designer, and in the midst of Hiroshi's blossoming friendship with the hosts, she just may find herself falling for the very person who made her part of it all. CURRENTLY UNDERGOING HEAVY EDITING.

Hey~ I'm Kuroi. I have a voice in my head that's been there since I can remember, a wolf the size of a car, and I'm a Narutard. While watching the anime, the screen hypnotized me! It sucked me in! (No, I did NOT touch it on purpose. Shut up) I'm in the Naruto world now. And DAMN, do I have a lot of storyline to start messing up!