Ouran Academy is a prestigious school for the nobility, renowned far and wide. It also prides itself on its colorful extracurricular activities. Of all its clubs, the most famous is unexpectedly the Host Club, whose name alone makes it sound rather dubious.
Tamaki Suoh, head of Ouran Academy's Host Club, is showing off his charms again today.
"Hey, would you be interested in becoming a host? We already have Kyoya for the cool, aloof type, but I think you have a different vibe!"
"I..."
"What about you? We're really short on cheerful, energetic types!"
"Can't a teacher do it? The teacher's good-looking too," said a certain white-haired sorcerer, clearly unhappy to see his student being poached.
"But you're over the age limit, Gojo-sensei."
Watching the two of them start fighting right in front of him, Tamaki clapped his hands. "Wonderful! You can market yourselves as rival enemies who love and hate each other, and join the Host Club!"
Then he turned away gloomily. "But Mr. Chuuya is a little too old. Otherwise, I'd want him in the Host Club more than anyone."
A certain bandage-wearing man, who had just realized that everyone around him was being poached: ?
Watching the young man with ashen hair show off yet another skill, Tamaki slumped over the table. "Darn it, why couldn't Mr. Tatara be a few years younger? He'd be perfect for the Host Club."
"Oh? I would've been interested too. What a shame."
And so, in this chaotic, nerve-racking world, Tamaki Suoh devoted himself to getting other people to join the Host Club.
Stop fighting, everyone! Come join the Host Club!
1. I wrote this on a whim, so it has tons of plot holes and I've changed the timeline a lot. I just wanted to have fun writing it.
2. Everyone's relationships are platonic. I'm really bad at writing romance, so the story focuses mainly on the main plot.
3. It crosses over with lots of works, and I may add more later.
4. If it's not to your taste, please don't flame me.
Theme: Striving for a better world.
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