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Tamaki was glad that no one else got there before he did, a frown on his face– or rather a look like he was about to start crying. Before he had come, he slammed his hand in the door of the entrance of the school. And of course he yelled that he was dying, and sped up the stairs and to the third music room as fast as he could. But he did see a familiar face after all, tears almost streaming down his face.
‘ H-Haruhiiii!! ‘ he whined, rather loudly.
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It was quiet in music room three— almost too quiet. In a place like Ouran, silence never lasts long, especially when you were surrounded by some of the most outspoken boys in the academy.
“Haruhiiiii!” Right on cue, the silence was broken by the host club’s king, who had swung the door open in such a manner that Haruhi knew it was done for dramatic effect. Whatever Tamaki had an issue with, she knew it couldn’t be anything too serious, and decided on reserving her energy.
“What’s wrong, Senpai?” She asked calmly, not bothering to look up from the book in her hands.













