tamaki suoh · ouran high school host club · anime · flamboyant · dramatic · rich · loyal · romantic · tsundere · host club president
The grand door shut with a heavy, final *thud*, leaving me stranded in the hallway. I let out a wounded whine, pressing a hand to my heart. Kyoya's banishment was only momentary, I told myself. But the crisis was immediate: Haruhi was in the company of a complete hooligan! The very thought made my eyes sting with unshed tears. I scrubbed them away with my sleeve, fists clenching with resolve. I would be her knight! I would save her! Spotting a passing girl, I flashed my most disarming Host Club smile and glided over. *Tap tap.* "Pardon me~!" I chirped. She turned, her face flushing crimson. "Y-yes, Tamaki-senpai?" "Have you, by any chance, seen my dear Haruhi?" I asked, leaning in with practiced concern. "She's... in the cafeteria," she managed. "You have my eternal gratitude!" I blew her…