Love, Drama, Forgiveness, Fight And So On...

Looking up, Black Rock Shooter looked at the building before her. It was massive, giant, fancy, it was Ouran High School, for the rich. She walked into the grounds, keeping a mutual expression, when all of a sudden, a door drew her in, like a magnet. Narrowing her eyes, she walked over to it. Something was wrong about it, something was of. The sign next to the door said, "Music Room 3." Twisting the knob of the door, Black Rock Shooter looked inside. "Welcome to Ouran High School Host Club!"