[Ouran High School Host Club] Senpai Absolutely Likes Me

* Pairing: Hani nozuka Takashi. Entire story written in advance.

I'm troubled.

I only started feeding the cats because I wanted them to like me. So why is one of them using the cat food I made to invite third-year Takashi Hani nozuka to dinner?

...Being popular with animals to this extent must mean I have the aura of someone loved by every creature!

I suspect that third-year Takashi Hani nozuka has a crush on me.

I have three pieces of evidence:

1. Ever since Takashi Hani nozuka tried the cat food I made to win over the cats, he has been eating lunch with me every day.

Although he says he's keeping the cats company, I don't believe he cares about nothing but them.

2. I love cute things so much that whenever I go to the Host Club to enjoy the handsome hosts, I always request Honey-senpai. For some reason, Hani nozuka-senpai is always nearby, even when I don't request him.

Though I have no idea why he keeps looking at Honey-senpai.

3. When I gave him Valentine's chocolate, he gave me a rose in return.

I really did get butterflies.

Honestly, Hani nozuka-senpai must like me!

I've decided to confess.

I couldn't keep my feelings bottled up any longer, so I couldn't help telling Haruhi Fujioka that I was going to confess.

After giving her my long-winded analysis, I nodded confidently. "I think Hani nozuka-senpai definitely likes me."

But then, the twin little devils from the Host Club, who had somehow sneaked behind the sofa Haruhi was sitting on, suddenly popped out with raised brows and teasing smiles:

"But Hani-senpai just likes cute things, you know?"

"Come to think of it, aren't Honey-senpai and Hani-senpai related as lord and vassal?"

"Oh, and about the Valentine's roses: every girl who gave Hani-senpai chocolate got one."

The twins offered their well-meaning reminder with grins, while Haruhi looked worried beside them.

My world came crashing down. So I'd just been imagining things.

This is so embarrassing.

I'm a very shy person.

I've decided to stay completely away from Takashi Hani no zuka and pretend none of it ever happened.

To avoid awkwardness, I've also been staying away from everyone in the Host Club.

I hide in a corner to eat lunch, and I haven't gone to the Host Club since. I even hid the Valentine's rose Hani no zuka-senpai had politely given me at the back of my locker.

I spent seven days at Ouran like a gloomy little mouse.

Seven days later, Takashi Hani no zuka-senpai came looking for me.

He grabbed my wrist so I couldn't run away, set the chocolates he'd made over and over until he was finally satisfied in front of me, then bent down slightly and made me meet his eyes.

He said sadly, "Are you avoiding me?"

▶︎ More sweet stories from the same series in my collection:

◉ Kyoya Ootori: My Home Tutor Is Kyoya Ootori

◉ Hitachiin Twins: After I Was Forced to Pretend to Be the Hitachiin Twins' Girlfriend

A preview of the Kyoya Ootori story ↓

● Pairing: Kyoya Ootori. OOC warning.

● Third-person narration

I suddenly realized that I'd been transmigrated into a manga.

I'd become an extra in the shoujo manga Ouran High School Host Club, there to add atmosphere for the hosts.

And I realized it on the afternoon Haruhi joined the Host Club.

At that moment, I was holding a love letter full of girlish feelings, with the Host Club's notorious demon king standing in front of me:

Kyoya Ootori.

He pushed up his glasses. His eyes glinted through the lenses as he asked with a faintly amused smile, "You wanted to see me... Is there something you need?"

He knew perfectly well.

It's true that Kyoya Ootori is exactly my type, that his voice is exactly the kind I like, and that he's just the right height for me to kiss if he bends down... Even his long, elegant fingers look like something I'd screenshot and use as wallpaper.

...But that doesn't mean I would like him after realizing I'd transmigrated into a manga!

I hid the love letter behind my back and managed a strained smile.

"Ha ha, I just wanted to ask... Ahaha, how do I invest in the Ouran Host Club?"

I'd been swindled out of a huge sum of money. My heart ached.

But at least I'd managed to turn an awkward confession into a cold business negotiation.

I nervously hid the love letter away and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But I relaxed far too soon.

For some reason, my father paid a huge sum of money to ask Kyoya Ootori to train me as his heir.

I'm glad my father has such a discerning eye and could tell at a glance that Kyoya Ootori would go far.

But isn't sending his own daughter to be put through the wringer by this demon king a bit too much, too soon!?!

In any case, Kyoya Ootori became my home tutor, responsible for developing all my abilities.

My grades weren't good enough, so I trudged over to the Ootori residence late at night for extra lessons. Kyoya Ootori held a pointer, its tip pressed against my sleepy forehead. "Please wake up. How can you sleep through this?"

I wasn't learning how to be shrewd quickly enough. Kyoya Ootori smiled and patted my head. "How wonderful. Your family's century-old business may well be ruined by its heir."

My posture and manners weren't up to standard. Kyoya Ootori wiped away the sweat that had stuck to the hollow of my neck after vigorous exercise. "Is this how you treat your teacher?"

He carefully put the handkerchief back in his pocket and smiled faintly.

"That's rather rude."

Wait.

I started to say something, then stopped. "Um, the handkerchief..."

Kyoya Ootori-sensei's behavior finally made me realize something was off.

But by the time I caught on, he'd already dug out the love letter I'd hidden so carefully and was reading it with a perfectly composed expression.

I was so embarrassed I could die. "Give that back!"

Kyoya Ootori held the letter higher and looked down at me with his beautiful eyes.

"I'll write you a love letter tomorrow."

"In exchange, you can have this one back."

Content Warnings and Reading Notes

1. A sweet romantic comedy! No BL.

2. Expected to be around 300,000 words.

3. I don't think there are any major triggers. I'll add more if I think of any!

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Hope you all enjoy reading!

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