#*beat drops*

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The countless tutors and many months studying abroad had finally paid off,  he suppose.  At least, that’s what his family would often say when he stepped foot onto a plane at age twenty-two,  in order to take up a student teaching position in Seoul, South Korea.  He could remember the new sights, smell, and people whom he had little difficulty communicating with due to him having learned a fair amount of the language prior to his hiring.  He remembered the way he felt freedom for the first time, while oddly enough, being bound to what his parents had predestined for him:  a successful, smart young man with a bright future ahead of him.  

All of that -  the way he felt and even the place he called home for the meantime -  would all eventually change once again, of course. 

Having transferred to Korea from Wales and then from Korea to Japan at the start of a brand new new school year,  twenty-four year old Howell (Howl) Jenkins probably receives far too much attention for being a mere student teacher at the Ouran Academy.  He had the looks,  the smile and especially the chivalrous charm that made many of the female students ( along with staff members ) " distracted,”  though he couldn’t exactly call that a problem. In his eyes, such admiration was considered sweet and rather flattering due to the fact that he had been home-schooled for the majority of his childhood. It was rare for him to encounter such attention before and thus was probably the reason why a certain club had piqued his interests so much when he had first learned about it. 

A Host Club was almost unheard of where he came from, but then again ---- Howl hadn’t gone to school like other children to begin with.  And what started as simple curiosity at the rumors the female students were passing around would eventually turn into something he found himself too enamored to turn a blind eye on. 

And, like many others, Howl’s first thought regarding the males involved in such club was precisely: Are they all supposed to be this good-looking?  It was a strange requirement,  presuming that that was what it was and the student teacher simply watched on with a curious raise of an eyebrow at how easily these boys reacted to a girl blushing madly at only their presence.

Oh the youth of today.   In a way, Howl was reminded a bit of himself and what he had wished he was if he had been given the chance to turn down his At-Home studies back in Wales.

His interest in the Host Club also changed him as someone who should be prioritizing student behavior and safety above all else. What began as him simply ignoring the involved members who were late to class would evolve into him providing excuses for them.  This routine, while Howl required nothing in return since they were harmless enough, would soon cause for him to develop friendships among the group of students in the club. Whatever they asked for,  he would provide --- though he would be far from labeled as a pushover.  

In all actuality,  the bunch amused him. He felt joy in providing them with things that they otherwise probably couldn’t do on their own and because of that, Howl would agree to acquiring certain luxuries --- which,  of course,  would probably ruin his reputation if his superiors ever found out.