The night Tamaki was leaving, the night of the dance, the night it all happened. The Night when Haruhi fell off the bridge and he hasn't caught her, he only watched and turned his head. The same night Haruhi had disappeared
leaving people with regrets, sadness, guilt, confusion, worry, hate, love, and hope, hope at the fact she might come back, but maybe she will, just not as they remembered
Author's Note: In this story Haruhi went to Ouran on her own, and lived by herself, her father is still in the story but he resigns somewhere else that will be mentioned. She has an older brother in this as well. I hope you all enjoy this story as I'll put as much effort into it <3