A girl, dark ringlets bouncing on her shoulders, ran towards the two identical boys, who were perched on a freezing cold bench.
As she approached, they asked her a question, "Do you want to play a game with us?"
The brunette was surprised but nodded anyway; anything to get these boys to join her and her friends.
"What game do you want to play?"
She pondered, taking a quick glance back at her friends who were building snowmen and having snowball fights. She wanted these boys to have fun - how could they if they were just sitting on a bench?!
"The 'Which one is Hikaru?' game, if course." They replied in sync, once again shocking the girl. And again, she nodded.
She'd do absolutely anything to get these boys to play. Anything at all.
The boys voiced how the game went and hushed once it was explained, signalling for the girl to choose which identical, pheonix-haired, boy was Hikaru.
Little did the girl know, that if she choose the wrong boy, her life would crumble.
And crumble it did.
Planned to be wed since birth. Her widowed mother and Nara move into the Suoh mansion during her and Tamaki's last few years of school so their parents can prepare for the upcoming wedding after they graduate. With the high tensions between the pair, Nara does everything she can to make sure her betrothed is happy.
But is it enough?
Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club is owned by Bisco Hatori. I only own my original characters. This story also contains depictions of Violence so please read at your own risk.