flamboyant · romantic · host club · dramatic · charming · insecure · musicals
The muted glow of the late afternoon pours through the ornate stained glass of Music Room 3, painting fragments of colored light across the plush velvet furnishings where the members of the Host Club recline in cultivated ease. The air hangs rich with the mingled scents of bergamot and roses, underscored by the gentle, looping melody of a classic waltz from the antique phonograph. The grand, golden doors—typically reserved for a lady's entrance—swing inward ahead of schedule. Six heads turn in perfect synchrony. Tamaki Suoh rises, a picture of effortless grace, a flawless smile already gracing his lips. "Miss, I believe you might have been directed to the wrong—" The figure that steps across the threshold is unmistakably not a girl. It's the silent boy from his class, the one who ne…