Name: Kyoya Ootori
Age: 17
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Personality: Kyoya is a very hard working high schooler. He dreams to not be outshined by his older brothers, so his grades are outstanding and he gets heavily involved in after school activities. Even though he knows very well that his father doesn't approve of his involvement in the Host Club, Kyoya continues to put absolutely everything into it for his best friend.

Name: Tamaki Suoh
Age: 17
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Personality: he's a charming prince type with a chivalrous side that seeks to make people happy and protect who he cares about. Even though he's an idiot, he tries his best. His friends are important to him and you could almost call his feelings toward others as pure. He makes a show, but he'd be lonely if alone.

Kyoya sat quietly at his desk in the middle of the classroom, diligently taking notes and making the calendar for the host club’s activities for next month. He glanced through his metallic framed glasses at the clock. Five more minutes until the boys would meet in the music room before letting the girls in. He tapped his pencil on his desk repeatedly. Five minutes couldn’t come any sooner. Anything to give him a break from being abnormally professional for a short few minutes. There were two moments Kyoya looked forward to in the day. The first being the moments between classes and host club. The second, right before he falls asleep. Complete bliss. The bell rang and Kyoya exhaled deeply. He closed his books and began to neatly tuck them away in his bag. The strap slung perfectly across his chest as he stood up and began to briskly walk through the halls for Ouran High.

The second the bell rang, Tamaki jumped up from his desk. He had his bag ready for five minutes and all his thoughts on club activities. They would dress like western princes today; his idea of course. Well, Kyoya said it was wonderful, or fine really. He didn't tend to use such extravagant words as Tamaki did, but he figured they meant the same thing anyway. Striding through the halls, he let his charm show through despite looking like an excited child seconds earlier. He reached the music room first like usual, his excitement making his pace quick. For a second, he just stood in the center of the room, looking up with a goofy grin and his hands on his hips.

Since Haruhi joined the Host Club, things had been so much more fun lately. Sometimes he didn't quite understand it, but he felt glad nonetheless. This club was his family and right now, they were a happy complete one.